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(MAN WHIMPERING AND PANTING)
-(GUNSHOT) -(MAN GROANS)
(THUDS)
-(MAN GRUNTS AND PANTS) -MAN 2: Hey!
Hey!
Drop your gun!
MAN 2: Son,
we cannot talk until you put your gun down.
That's fine.
We don't need to talk.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
TYON: Heard a rumor you were back in town.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-Who told you? -(CHUCKLES)
Don't worry about that. Just get yourself ready.
Your boy is taking you out tonight.
One drink, maybe two.
Uh...
I'm kind of tired, but, um, maybe tomorrow,
-if you're around, 'cause I... -(DOORBELL DINGS)
You're kidding.
Yo.
(CHUCKLES) How you been?
Julissa! Hey!
You're looking good.
Why don't you come out with us tonight?
-Out? -Does this look like it was my idea?
Derek, I work at 6:00 a.m.
I'm waking you up early.
Mom needs you.
TYON: I'm not letting up on your sis, dude.
That's wife.
Hey, did you get a new car?
Yeah, about that.
Yo, Kev.
You remember Derek.
-(DEREK SIGHS) -Yeah, I do.
All right, man, so where this party at, bro?
Party? Yo, you said two drinks.
Two drinks, at a party.
Tyon, bro, bro, just give me the address, bro.
We gotta get the fuck up outta here.
-It's at Texas Northern. -Texas Northern?
What, in Denton?
Bro, I told you, I can't be out all night.
KEVIN: I'm not bringing my ass back here.
What's the problem with coming back here?
-(SIREN CHIRPS) -You're about to see my problem right now.
(SIREN WAILING)
-KEVIN: I told you. -Just relax.
-Didn't I tell you? -DEREK: Put your hands
on the wheel and chill. Okay?
-All right. All right. -Damn!
Evening.
What brings you guys out here?
Evening, Officer. Just going home.
Oh, is that right?
Yeah. What, you don't believe me? Why can't that be my house?
Because that's Jim Harris' house.
Son, do you want to start over,
or do I need to have you step out of the car?
Officer Horton. Hi.
-Derek. -These are my friends.
They were just picking me up.
Why did you lie to me?
Why did you pull me over?
Temporary operating permit.
-(SCOFFS) -Get that switched out.
Yeah, I work at a car dealership, buddy. These plates are legal.
(DEREK SIGHS)
-Hey, what the fuck was that? -What?
Bro, that ain't it. You can't clap back at a cop.
(SCOFFS) Ty, get your boy, man. Get your boy.
-Oh, my God! You know what? -Come on, man.
Fine. How about this? I'm out.
-Yo, yo, wait! No, D! D! -All right, bounce.
-Hold up! Wait! -(PHONE CHIMING)
-Yo! Yo, yo. -(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
-TYON: Look. -TIFFANY: Hey.
Oh, is that your friend?
Yo. Yeah, that's my boy, Derek.
You're the Ivy League guy.
Yeah, I... I guess.
TIFFANY: Hey, Shayne, come look at this.
-(TYON CHUCKLES) -Yo, let me see this phone.
(RAP MUSIC PLAYING ON VIDEO CALL)
-(KEVIN EXCLAIMS) -Girl, there's another one.
(KEVIN SCOFFS)
Another one?
Baby, I'm one of a kind, you see?
Okay, a big talker. Come up to Denton, put your money where your mouth is.
Oh, baby, I will put my mouth on every...
TYON: Ah.
We're about to roll out right now.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
Tiffany dad, President of the Texas Bar Association.
And Shayne is recently single. (CHUCKLING) Yeah!
-Let's go.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
KEVIN: So you telling me,
you ain't seen nothing wrong with what just happened?
I'm saying my neighbor's place got broken into last week,
so he's probably just stopping
-anybody he doesn't recognize. -(CHUCKLES)
Oh, word? Anybody?
Look, Officer Horton is not a bad dude.
Even if he messed up,
you gotta make the smart move.
Just play the game and you'll be straight.
I promise.
So, um...
-when'd you get this? -(KEVIN SCOFFS)
That widebody Scat Pack Super Bee?
-That one, yeah. -(CHUCKLES)
And this is your last night with her?
-Wait, so it's not yours? -KEVIN: It's my favorite car
on the lot, man, but somebody else got her,
and I can't be missing that commission.
So he coming to get her tomorrow. It's whatever.
-Okay. -(KEVIN CHUCKLES)
TYON: I know you ain't tripping.
You the... (CHUCKLING) ...last nigga
-to let go when you sprung. -DEREK: Don't do that.
TYON: Okay. Okay. Who the one that took you out
when you couldn't stop crying about Basic Brianna?
You also got me drunk for the first time in my life.
On a school night, mind you.
Bro, how is it y'all are friends?
Please tell me, 'cause I don't see a lot of commonality
between this dude back here
and... (CHUCKLES) ...a guy that almost lost his scholarship
fucking with a stripper named Candy.
-(GRUMBLES) Her name was Cara. -Candy, Candy.
You lost your football scholarship?
TYON: Nah, man. I just found myself in a tough spot.
All right? I gotta stay out of trouble
-from here on out. -(KEVIN CHUCKLING)
-TYON: Okay? -Okay.
-(TYON SCOFFS) -Oh, shit.
What you mean, "Oh, shit"? You already knew though.
KEVIN: Oh.
Oh, shit.
What's this?
Ugh. Hell, no.
Hey, where are we?
Uh, I believe it's called the asshole of nowhere.
"Creekview Hills."
I ain't never even heard of this town.
KEVIN: Town? Bro, where do you see a town?
Ah. (TUTS)
Yo, yo, yo, check this out. Check this out.
DEREK: "Farm Road 106"?
Swerve!
I don't know, man. (CHUCKLES)
It can't be slower than this, can it?
Okay. Okay. Here we go.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Right, I see why you like her, man.
Yeah, 485 horses, fam.
-(ENGINE REVS) -KEVIN: Yeah.
(R&B MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)
Ooh.
TYON: Bro, what the hell is this?
KEVIN: I told you, I'm a classic man, bro.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
* Sometimes I lie *
* And say that everything's okay *
Hey, you guys mind if I plug in?
He ain't doing that. (CHUCKLES) Hold on right quick.
-KEVIN: You a hater. -(RAP SONG PLAYING ON STEREO)
-Yeah! (CHUCKLES) -(CHUCKLES)
Hey, this slap, though. Yeah.
* Hey, hey *
* Ain't nobody out here *
-TYON: All right, left up here. -KEVIN: Left up where?
Half a mile through the residential.
KEVIN: Residential? Bro, ain't nothing up there.
Oh.
The champagne has been popped. (CHUCKLING)
And the pussy look good!
-Oh, yeah. -(KEVIN CHUCKLES)
Oh, okay, okay, it says this is it.
Hold on, hold on.
Ah, shit.
Is that...
TYON: That's it.
Oh, fuck.
Is there another way, maybe?
-Uh... -Damn.
-I don't know, bro. Man... -(DEREK GROANS SOFTLY)
All right, well, I guess we're calling it.
Yeah, bro, I gotta get back.
-Whoa, come on, fellas. -DEREK: I'm sorry...
This ain't what tonight's about. I'm trying to bring the squad together.
I'm not trying to let the whole night fall apart
because of some static. Come on.
KEVIN: (SIGHS) What do you want us to do?
All right, well, maybe I can finesse this.
KEVIN: Ah, hell, no.
-Just relax. I got it. -TYON: Uh-uh, bro.
Hi, there.
Hi.
Hey.
Hi. I was just wondering if you could help us out, by any chance?
See, we're here visiting a friend,
but we don't have that code to the gate. So...
I was wondering if you could maybe let us in?
You must be out your damn mind if you think this bitch is...
You wanna go in there?
Uh...
Yeah.
(METAL GROANS)
(THUDS)
Um...
Thank you.
What the fuck?
DEREK: All right, go. Go, go, go, go.
(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING AND WHOOPING)
Let's go, D! (EXCLAIMS)
Yes, sir!
DEREK: That's how you talk to people.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
KEVIN: Oh, no, bro.
Nah, I don't know about none of this, bro.
-(TUTS) -Okay, well, I know
that we just got let in by a resident, so technically,
-we can't be trespassing. -(TYON CHUCKLES)
Whatever, bro. We just need to figure out
how to get the fuck up out of here. Okay?
-DEREK: Yeah. -Uh, go left.
(PHONE CHIMES)
Hey, yo, T, can I please plug in?
-It's like... -TYON: D!
Look at this.
Who lives here? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-Wow. -Bro, that's not the question.
The question is, how do we get the fuck up out of here?
(TUTS, SIGHS) Yo, they built these gates
because they don't want us getting in.
They sure as hell won't have no problem helping us get out.
All right?
Is that it up there?
Mmm, yeah, see, that should lead us back to the freeway.
So, now what, counselor?
Well, I mean, it's supposed to open automatically
when you pull up to it, like fire code.
Well, it ain't opening, so, now what?
Chill out. Just...
-ask someone for help. -Eh.
-Oh, that's easy-peasy, huh? -Well, yeah, if you have...
-All right. -Yo, yo, yo!
Yo!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Hey!
Hold up, bitch. I need your clicker.
(DOG WHIMPERS)
DEREK: What the hell was that?
That shit ain't work, huh?
DEREK: I said talk to someone,
not fucking verbally assault them out the window.
All right, so go ahead, you do it, then.
-Fine. -TYON: Kev.
No, fuck that. Let me see you play the game.
Go ahead. Go ahead.
Watch this.
Excuse me.
Okay.
(SIGHS)
-How'd that work out for you? -Well, they had the AirPods in.
I think they just saw a brother in a hoodie.
Bro, not everyone is like that.
Oh, for real? Like the cop in your neighborhood, right?
-Guys, can we focus? -How about this?
If you're an asshole to everyone,
they're going to treat you like an asshole. Be better.
Oh, not "be better." Who are you talking to, bro?
That's what I said. I'm talking to you, in fact.
Guys. Yo, yo, yo, guys. Look, look, look.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(TYON EXHALES)
She'll remember us.
Yeah, depending on how much of that Jack she drank.
Okay.
Hey.
What?
(SOFTLY) Yo. Yo, yo.
You hear that?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: Get in your car. You need to get out of my house.
WOMAN: I'm not going anywhere.
KEVIN: Oh, no, fuck this.
You want to try the neighbors?
(ARGUMENT INTENSIFIES)
MAN: Don't ever come here again!
WOMAN: I might as well make myself at home.
-MAN: Put it down. Put it down. -WOMAN: Yeah, you like this?
Put that down. (EXCLAIMS)
-(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY) -Oh.
-Shit. -No, no.
-We gotta get the fuck... -Should we help her?
Man, hell, no. I think she doing just fine.
(ARGUING INDISTINCTLY)
(THUDS)
(FAINT BUZZING, AUDIO MUFFLES)
Fuck.
KEVIN: Bro.
Bro, we gotta get the fuck up out of here, bro, now.
Is... is... Is she...
-KEVIN: Shit, shit, shit! -TYON: Go! Go, go!
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-KEVIN: Get to the car! -DEREK: No, no, just go!
-TYON: Go! -DEREK: Just run!
-(BOYS PANTING) -DEREK: Go, go, go!
-TYON: No, this way, this way! -KEVIN: Come on, come on!
-DEREK: Come on. -KEVIN: Bro!
-TYON: Shit, shit! -(DEREK EXCLAIMS)
-(KEVIN GROANS) -TYON: Shit!
KEVIN: Just go! Go, go!
TYON: Let's go, let's go.
(DEREK PANTING HEAVILY)
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
Shit.
Come on.
TYON: He fucking killed her. He fucking killed her.
I told you! I told you this!
I'm calling the cops.
No. No, no, no, no. Shit!
Shit. Okay, good. Now tell the operator...
There's no fucking operator. I'm calling the homies, man.
The homies? What are the homies gonna do?
They're gonna bust us out of here!
We're stuck in a gated community!
The authorities are a much smarter call!
Hey, hey. Kid.
What are y'all doing in my yard?
-Listen... -BOY: You gotta go.
I just need your help.
-Hello, sir. Um... -BOY: I told them.
-They won't listen. -I heard, son.
-Hey, hey, hey! -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Just, please call the police. -Come on.
-MAN: What's that in his hand? -Drop it!
-It's a phone! -It's a phone, it's a phone!
(GUYS CLAMORING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(TYON PANTING) There, there.
This is so fucked.
That's the first real shit you've said all night.
Hey, Tyon, bro, bro, please, just... just call the cops, please.
What? Tyon, no. Call Boogie and them, bro.
Boogie? Who the fuck is Boogie?
-We should get the cops... -No, yo... (SHUSHING)
I ain't calling nobody.
I left my phone in the car.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
It was... That kid, just... Ah!
-Fuck that kid! -So what? We just keep trying and shit?
Hoping somebody believe us, hoping they don't
-fucking call 5-0? -Shh, man!
Don't tell me to fucking shush, man.
Listen, we need to talk to the cops,
and we need to talk to them first.
That is our move. That is our only move.
KEVIN: Real talk, bro?
I didn't check with my manager
before I took the car off the lot.
That is on you. All right?
I'm not risking my life out here so that you don't get fired.
Fired? You think that's all that's gonna happen?
I'm gonna get fucking fired? If you're guilty of one thing,
you're guilty of everything. You don't fucking get that,
-do you? You know what? -No, Kev.
You think you've been fucking grinding, right?
-Hey. -Guys like you think
that means reading, like, eight fucking books.
-You don't know shit! -(SHUSHING)
-No, fuck that... -(INDISTINCT YELLING)
You know what, Ty?
I tried, bro, but I can't.
He's still the same wack-ass dude from high school.
Staring out a fucking window,
but ain't never touched no grass.
I just need you to calm down, bro.
I'm calm, bro! I'm just trying to figure out
how this bougie-ass dude can't buy no fucking common sense.
(KEVIN PANTING)
WOMAN: Jacob?
Sandy. (CHUCKLING)
SANDY: How are you? Everything okay?
Oh, I'm fine. I've just, uh...
got a few things on my mind, that's all.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) And here I am bothering you
when you're trying to steal a moment for yourself.
I am so sorry.
-No, not at all. Not at all. -(CHUCKLES)
I never mind chatting with a neighbor.
-That's the point of all this. -(CHUCKLES)
What's troubling you, Sandy?
Well, Sarah called a minute ago,
and she said there were these guys running around. They were...
not from the neighborhood.
I'm sure they won't bother you, but just be safe.
Thank you for telling me.
Did she say which way they might have gone?
Said they, uh, went back towards the main road.
-I'll check it out. Thank you. -(CHUCKLES)
-You might have just saved my life. -(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-Good night, Jacob. -Good night. Have a blessed evening.
(DEREK PANTING)
Hey, real smart, Kev.
-Motherfucker, I swear... -Oh, come on, man.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
MAN: Come on out now.
I got cameras on you.
Oh, fuck.
MAN: Ah.
You must be the guys I've been hearing about.
Look, the police have been called.
That's... That's great, actually. Thank you.
(MAN CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
What are you doing here in my garage?
Oh, shit!
Is this an A12?
It is.
'69 and a half.
I've never seen one of these in person.
Wow. (CHUCKLES)
Now I'm gonna ask you again.
-What is your business here? -None...
sir. We were just passing through
and we saw something.
A woman was killed.
Okay? And we've been trying to call the police,
but nobody will help us.
You're saying a woman has been killed?
Yes. A man killed her, and now he is after us,
and if you could maybe let us inside,
we would happily talk to law enforcement the second they arrive.
Well, if what you're saying is true,
then I'd be willing to let you wait inside.
-But you gotta know that... -(GUN COCKING)
...that I've got this right here.
If that's all right with you.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
KEVIN: Everybody up here be having guns.
MAN: Yeah, this is Texas, son.
You play?
MAN: Two years for Houston,
one year for Philly.
But I don't tell the neighbors about that.
-Offense? -MAN: Ah, no.
Defense. Yeah.
Now I'm the head coach at the high school.
Quarterback, Abilene.
Transferred over last year.
Abilene. That's a good program.
TYON: Yes, sir.
They brought me in to run a new RPO system
before I... banged up my knee.
Ooh. It's ACL?
MCL. Uh...
But it's just a grade two.
Mmm.
Well, take it easy.
My name is Christopher.
-Tyon.
-Derek.
Good to meet you. And you?
-(KEVIN CLEARS THROAT) Kevin. -Kevin. Good to meet you.
You guys go ahead, sit down.
Police will be here shortly.
They don't take too much time around here.
That's a surprise.
We have a dedicated officer.
Like a security guard?
The community has its own subdivision.
They have their own cops.
You know what? Can I actually get one of those?
What?
(LIQUID POURING)
So...
tell me exactly...
exactly what happened.
TYON: Well, we were on our way up to Texas Northern,
trying to take a shortcut, and we got locked in here.
So, we went to knock on the door
to ask someone to open the gate,
but when we looked inside,
uh, this guy, he was fighting with his wife and suddenly he...
Grabbed her and shoved her and she hit her head, and...
You saw it?
You're sure?
Yes.
(SIGHS) Well, that isn't supposed to happen up here.
Which house was it?
TYON: Uh, well, it was the big one.
By the back gate.
The one with the long driveway that has trees on each side?
TYON: Yes, that one.
That...
is Jacob Andrews' house.
Pastor Jacob Andrews.
-(GUN COCKING) -My pastor.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. -Hey, hey, hey.
Now I want you to tell me the story again.
And this time, tell me the truth.
-Hey, man, he told you the truth... -Sit down.
And I've known Jacob for over a decade.
He's a good Christian man
and he's a community leader.
And for his wife,
well, she's down in Austin for the rest of the week.
Sir, sir, I'm a Christian, too,
and I swear to God, he's telling the truth.
-TYON: Oh. -What are you doing?
(LINE RINGING)
-JACOB: Christopher. -Jacob.
You know those kids that have been running around the neighborhood?
I got them here.
No, you wouldn't believe what they said.
JACOB: I'm on my way over now.
CHRISTOPHER: Oh, well, good. All right.
You're in luck.
He's one block over.
Oh, what the hell, bro?
Oh, oh, oh. Now, now, now, you just don't do anything stupid.
Jacob believes in forgiveness.
And if you repent,
I think we can avoid the police altogether.
-Sir, sir, if you... -Oh, I like you, son.
And I'd like to see you back on the field,
but you make one false move,
I'm gonna shoot you dead.
-Wait, wait, sir, sir. Okay. -One wrong move...
-Wait, just wait... -CHRISTOPHER: Waiting
is exactly what we're doing.
-(CHRISTOPHER SCREAMS) -DEREK: Go, go, go, go, go!
-KEVIN: Go, go, go! -TYON: Go this way!
Open the door!
-KEVIN: Hell, no! -TYON: Shit!
Shit!
-Stop! -DEREK: Go back! Back, back!
-TYON: Go, go! -DEREK: Fuck! Fuck!
KEVIN: This way, this way, this way!
Come on, come on, come on!
DEREK: Go, go, go.
(BARKING)
KEVIN: Oh, fuck that! Go, go, go!
(DOG GROWLING)
-(TYON GROANING) -(DOG BARKING)
(TYON GROANING) Fuck me!
(GROWLING AND BARKING)
CHRISTOPHER: Come here, girl.
-(DOORBELL RINGS) -(DOG BARKS)
(CHRISTOPHER SIGHS)
-Evening. -Yeah, Jacob.
Come on in.
Where are they?
Well...
you just missed 'em.
-(TYON GROANS) -It's all right.
Ready? Let's go. Come on.
-Come on. -(TYON GROANS)
Hey, Ty. All right, Ty.
-All right. Easy, easy, easy. -(TYON GROANING)
-(GRUNTS) -Is it bad?
I don't know.
Shit.
-Are we out? -KEVIN: Nope.
We're still in here.
JACOB: So they tried to lie their way out of it,
and then when that didn't work,
they assaulted you in your own home.
I'm fine.
Maggie didn't come back from Austin, did she?
No.
CHRISTOPHER: Mmm.
There's no truth at all in what they said?
Even if they thought they saw something,
-they didn't... -No.
-There's no... -Maggie's not back.
-How many of these have you had? -(SCOFFS)
(JACOB SIGHS)
I know. It numbs the pain.
And Lord knows, brother, you've had more than your fair share.
But we need to keep our minds clear.
Don't forget why we built these gates and why we need them.
We're building something special in here.
But out there is an enemy that would seek to destroy us.
That there is.
Do not underestimate them.
-(SIGHS) -These boys have breached our gates.
Who knows what they've done or what they might do next.
I need to know that if I call on you
to defend what we hold most sacred, that you'll answer.
I'll make some coffee.
Bobby will be here shortly.
-(LIQUID SPLASHES) -(GLASS THUDS)
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS)
TYON: I didn't even know she had a boyfriend.
Next thing I know, I'm jumping out of her window,
feeling it pop.
-It's a hell of a way to get hurt. -Wait.
The stripper?
You hurt your knee hooking up with that stripper?
TYON: It was just a sprain. But now...
(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE)
Yo.
Check this out.
DEREK: That's it.
-That is our way out of here. -No, man.
(SCOFFS)
You ain't learned shit yet, have you?
That is a public place...
Bro, these people don't give a fuck about us.
We just had everything in common with that guy.
Cars, football.
Privilege.
When that shit got real, who did he trust, man?
Well, he trusted his friends.
Are we friends?
Cool. I didn't think so.
Fucking crazy.
-Man, where are you going? -Away from that.
Y'all coming or not?
Nah, man, not with you.
-Come on, Ty, let's get out of here. -TYON: D, D, no.
We tried your way, man.
Look at the shit we in. The cops come now,
and Coach finds out I had a setback doing this...
Bro, I cannot lose my scholarship.
-I can't. I can't. -Tyon.
You have to listen to me. Okay?
We have to get to the police before that guy does,
and tell the truth. If he gets to them before we do
and sets the narrative, we are fucked.
You know...
I don't know if it's occurred to you
that we actually would not have
been in this shit if you had your head on straight.
-What you talking about? -I'm talking about
you brought us out here because you were chasing ass.
And that is after you got yourself hurt chasing ass.
Yo, what is it you call my sister again?
You call her a wife?
Like what, that's something that you deserve?
Until you get your shit together,
nobody worth a damn is gonna waste their time
on someone like you.
Including me.
-Pastor Andrews? -JACOB: Bobby.
Does this have to do with the disturbances I heard about?
Yeah, it's some...
kids casing the neighborhood. Sounds like, uh...
inner-city kids.
They still here?
No, Christopher had some words with them,
must have scared 'em off.
Why don't you come on in?
It's a bit of a delicate situation.
I think it's best if we're on the same page
about how to handle it.
(MAN LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
-TYON: Shouldn't have left him. -KEVIN: Man, he left us.
Really, though, bro,
how you still trying to be tight with that dude?
(TYON SIGHS)
Look, man, you ain't know this about me, but...
I used to be real shy.
Like... (CHUCKLING) ...I was a weird, awkward kid, man.
I ain't know how to talk to nobody.
But, D,
he saw me first day of seventh grade,
and he, like...
got me.
KEVIN: (TUTS) He's just book smart.
He probably was just analyzing you and shit.
I ordered champagne.
-Uh, I don't... -This is Prosecco.
Honey. Honey, do you want another bourbon?
Grab him one while you're at it.
TYON: Same way you lifted me up first year at JC,
when I was tripping about not getting into that program,
he did that same thing for me way back.
Without both of y'all, I would not be here.
I just wish y'all could see what I see.
Yeah, I see what I always seen.
A dude that think his shit don't stink.
And that's why I never fucked with him.
Hey, I think the kid at table 15 spit up his fries.
-Can you wipe it down for me? -No, I don't work here.
Can I please use your phone?
(SCOFFS) If you're not a member, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
-Listen, this is an emergency... -Sir.
Please leave.
TYON: Bro, I am not leaving D in here.
We're hoping somebody else come through the gate.
If not, bro, we're climbing it.
Climbing? Dawg, the wall is 15 feet high. I can barely walk.
You're trying to leave me in here, too?
You think I'm gonna leave my car here?
Bro, we're just trying to get somebody to open the gate.
After that, we're coming back with the squad.
(PEOPLE LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)
WOMAN: You guys lost?
KEVIN: Uh...
How could you tell?
Do you live here?
-Why do you ask? -TYON: We just...
really want the gate open so we can leave.
Sounds like a plan.
I'll make you guys a deal. I'll help you get out of here,
as long as you give me an excuse to bail, too. Yeah?
Uh, yeah, absolutely.
-WOMAN: You guys coming? -Come on.
TYON: I'll work this. You find a phone.
BOBBY: Did you see which way they went?
Here you are.
BOBBY: Did you take that out when they were here?
Maybe.
Well, they were saying all kinds of things.
I wasn't gonna use it.
JACOB: You shouldn't.
You shouldn't have to. I mean...
those boys are confused.
Right? We know where they come from,
what kind of education they've had,
what kind of environment they've grown up in.
I mean, it's everything we built this place to keep out. (SIGHS)
The Lord says, "When your enemy is hungry, give him food.
"When he is thirsty, give him water."
-Proverbs 25. -JACOB: That's right.
Now, that sounds nice when you say it on a Sunday morning.
But what do we do with the Word of God in the dead of night?
Mmm? When you find those boys,
I'd like you to bring them to me,
see if we can resolve this the Christian way.
It's just protocol, is all.
I mean, there's trespassing,
-assault... -It's up to you.
Now... (CHUCKLES) ...search your heart and...
may God speak to you as he's spoken to me.
(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
MAN: Hey, Roxy, hold up.
Um...
-Who are these guys? -Oh, chill, Preston.
They're my friends. Okay?
PRESTON: Ah. Okay. Cool.
Yeah, we were just heading out, so.
What? Come on, you just got here.
Well, I've actually been here for over an hour.
-But that's not really any... -PRESTON: Look, just...
one more drink.
I'm not trying to have you leave before we can kick it.
-ROXY: Mmm. -Uh, here, guys.
Cheers?
Come on, it's good. Trust me.
You swear on your life that you'll let us out after this drink?
I swear. I swear so hard.
(INDISTINCT CHEERING AND SHOUTING)
KEVIN: This big-ass crib gotta have a house phone.
(SCOFFS)
One of these rooms gotta have one.
(SIGHS) Damn!
-(NEIGHING) -Oh!
-Shit, my bad. -(NEIGHING INTENSIFIES)
So, you're not into this dude, not into this party.
Why are you here?
His dad is, like, this big country music producer,
and there's a recording studio upstairs.
And Preston knows I'm trying to be a singer.
So he told you to come through so you can record,
come to find out he's just trying to get you drunk so he can smash?
(ROXY CHUCKLES)
BOY: What's up, bro?
Uh... I was just trying to find somewhere to piss, man.
Bro. Get your ass out here.
(KEVIN SIGHS)
Yeah, I think I got lost, bro.
No, no, no, no. Come on.
After you.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey, ma'am.
Is there any way I could use your phone?
I just need to make a quick call.
You said they left on foot?
Yeah. So we know they're close, but they could be anywhere.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
Oh, you... you don't have to...
Boy, get inside.
Okay.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
You cannot be out there running around looking like this.
DEREK: Um... I did not necessarily expect
to be out tonight.
-Wait here. -No. No, it's okay. I... I...
Okay.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-All right, so what's up, man? -Yo, so check this out.
We're about to lay down a track, and I seen you out there, and I was like,
"This dude keeps it trill." You feel me?
What?
He's saying he wants you to spit a verse on our next track.
(CHUCKLES) Sp...
Oh, shit.
Look, man, I don't know if I can do that, bro.
I'm just looking for a phone to call my boy.
Why y'all want me to do this anyway?
Bro, we're from the 'burbs.
Ain't nobody gonna take this shit seriously
unless we get a dude from the street. You feel me?
Look, if you do this,
you can have my phone, call whoever you want. No cap.
WOMAN: People up here have a certain standard
and expectation.
There.
I just need to make a phone call.
-What's the rush? -Well...
there's this pastor...
Jacob?
Jacob Andrews?
You know him?
Of course. Don't you?
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
Here.
-DEREK: Sorry, who is that? -WOMAN: That's his wife.
His wife?
Maggie Andrews.
She is running for state representative.
At first, people thought it was his idea,
but now, it seems like she might win.
And to think that it all came from such humble beginnings.
Jacob started with a small congregation,
and then, right away, he just started building and building.
(PHONE CHIMES AND VIBRATES)
WOMAN: And then word spread around
that he was starting a city on a hill,
like it says in the Bible, and, well,
everyone wanted to get involved.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHRISTOPHER SIGHS)
(DOG WHINES)
(DOG SNIFFING RAPIDLY)
(WHINING)
What do you got, girl? What is it?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
My God.
He killed a woman.
-Excuse me? -I saw it.
Okay? And I need your help, because nobody else will listen to me.
No one else?
You've told others?
I tried.
I need to use your phone.
-You need to get out of here. -No, I need to call the police.
Ten years ago, there was nothing up here. Okay?
Now, the smallest house on my street
is worth more than both of my parents ever made in their lives.
And that's because of Jacob.
He's built all of this.
And he was able to do that because people believe in him,
and they will keep believing.
But you believe me.
(DIAL PAD BEEPING)
(LINE RINGING)
-WOMAN: Creekview Hills Police. -Yes.
This is Kendra Williams at 1-8-4-2-0.
There's a young man here I think you should speak to.
WOMAN: African American male? Early 20s?
KENDRA: Yes, that's him.
WOMAN: Are you in danger?
Yes.
WOMAN: The deputy is on his way.
KENDRA: Thank you.
You can wait outside.
-(RADIO CHIRPS) -WOMAN: Dispatch to 315.
Go ahead, Dispatch.
Suspicious African-American male reported at 1-8-4-2-0. Over.
Copy that, Dispatch. I'm 10-8 now.
(R&B MUSIC PLAYING)
* Aight *
* Uh *
* My chain clean, my whip bling *
* My pockets cream *
* Make your chick scream, I... *
(MUSIC STOPS)
I don't... I don't know, man. That's...
That's not really working for me neither.
Bro, I don't know who told you I could rap.
I... I just figured.
All right, man, I gotta roll.
No doubt, but... after we get this track.
-Let's bounce. -He said that...
Fuck what he said. Let's bounce.
I just...
I guess I'm just trying not to piss him off.
It'd be dope to get in that studio.
Yeah, you're right.
Roxy, what are you doing in here?
Preston's starting your session.
My... my studio session?
Go kill it.
MAN: So, how do you know Roxy?
-(SIGHS) We're old friends. -(CHUCKLES)
No shit.
You're from Richardson, too?
Yep.
That's so funny, 'cause, um, she told me she's from McKinney.
You know what, bro?
I'm done talking to you.
That's okay.
But, hey, why don't you find that little guy,
you know, the one you're actually friends with,
and get the fuck outta here.
(EXHALES)
Yeah.
I think I'll do that.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
All right, give me something... Give me something like old school then.
-(MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS) -* Oh, yeah *
* Mmm *
-(PLAYING AT SLOWER TEMPO) -* Oh, yeah *
* Mmm *
* Had to take the long road Took a while to get there *
* But the hardest times come free *
* Even through the trials *
* You will see me with a smile *
* With a smile *
* Yeah, yeah, yeah, it took some time *
* But now we're hooping with gods *
* I always been a big dreamer Yeah, I shoot for the stars *
* Confusing at times, like who do I call? *
* The feeling, yeah, is out this world *
* Like I'm shooting from Mars *
* Was down on my luck, enough was enough *
* I found what I want *
* Was lacking blessings Now I'm counting them up *
* Surrounded by love, so everything's great *
* The set is in place to exit the safe *
-* It's seconds away, yeah * -* Had to take the long road *
* Took a while to get there *
* But the hardest times come free *
* Even through the trials *
* You will see me with a smile *
-(WHOOPS) -(EXCLAIMING)
K-dawg!
-K-dawg! -Hey, that was fire!
-Hey, it's fucking boss. -BOY 2: Fucking dope.
-I told you. -(FRIENDS CHEERING)
BOY 3: Dude! Dude.
-I knew that'd hit. -So, all right, look, look.
So can I get the phone now to call my boy?
BOY: Yes. Yes. Uh... After...
after that, you can call China, bro.
Damn.
Bro, I didn't think you was gonna step up.
What you mean?
I don't know, I just thought you was gonna try to play me.
Bro.
I live for this music shit.
Right? The dopest rhyme doesn't mean anything
if I'm a trifling-ass motherfucker.
You had my back, I got yours.
-Damn, appreciate it, man. -Yes, sir.
Yo, Kev.
Bro, I got the phone. I'm finna call the crew.
Okay, this is the studio. Where's Roxy?
Where's who?
Roxy, bro. The one that got us in?
Oh. I thought she was with you.
Oh, shit!
(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
Hey, keep your hands where I can see them.
Yes, sir.
What are you doing out here?
-Waiting for you. -Waiting for me?
I got a call about criminal activity.
-Is that about you? -No, sir.
I think there's been some kind of misunderstanding.
I'm a witness.
A witness?
To what?
A homicide.
Why don't you hop in?
Just... Let's talk about this somewhere more private.
Yes, sir.
TYON: Yo, Roxy.
ROXY: What's wrong with you?
-Yo, what the hell, man? -Get the fuck off me!
TYON: What the hell are you doing?
Nothing, man, all right? Just mind your business.
He said he was taking me to the studio.
I said I was taking you for a session.
You fucking asshole. (SCOFFS)
I'm just trying to save you from this simp.
We're trying to leave, bro.
All right.
Gate code's 2-5-0-4.
That's what you wanted, right?
Look, man,
don't be such a cockblock.
Bros before hoes, am I right?
You got what you wanted,
so go.
Don't leave me.
-Roxy, chill. -ROXY: Stop.
(PRESTON GROANS)
-Shit. -You guys are so fucked.
Guys, he hit me.
Damn!
Oh.
BOY: Bro, you good?
I just realized I don't know nobody's number by heart.
-Yo, Kev, let's go. -We got the gate code.
Shit. Thanks. All right, man.
-Thank you, bro. -Y'all keep it real.
-How you get the code? -Man, don't ask.
I don't give a fuck as long as we're getting out of here.
-Let's go, let's go. -Yeah.
We were trying to get out of the gates,
but we needed help.
Uh, so we went up to this house...
Slow down. What are you doing here in the first place?
We got turned around and we were trying to take a shortcut,
-but... -A shortcut through this neighborhood?
Yeah, there was a backup on the highway.
Anyway, we went up to the house...
-Who's we? -My friends and I.
Well, where did y'all come from?
Highland Park, but... (CHUCKLES)
Yeah. Yeah. Highland Park. That's a good one.
ROXY: Okay, this is me.
You guys need a ride?
Oh, shit.
D.
I'm sorry, how is my neighborhood relevant here?
Okay, listen, it's just I have been getting calls all night
about three Black males sneaking around the neighborhood,
looking into people's windows...
No, we were asking for help.
KEVIN: Hey, hey, wait.
Bro, he got what he wanted, right?
He wanted the law, he got the law.
He with his people now, bro. He's going to the station.
-We gotta get up out of here. -ROXY: Uh...
There's no station over there.
I just find it mighty curious that you and your...
your homies, that y'all would come up here
from one of the fanciest parts in town
just to peep into people's windows,
like a bunch of thugs.
No, thugs? What are you...
Hey, hey, where are you taking me right now?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
There's just nothing up there.
Everything else is back that way.
Well, he's not taking him to the station.
BOBBY: Pastor Andrews is giving you
the opportunity to talk this over
before he decides whether to press charges.
What? What are you talking about?
You have been given a second chance.
Those don't come around all the time.
You're taking me to his house right now?
You have been accused of a crime.
What crime?
-What are you talking about? -You can fight me on this,
or you can cooperate.
I suggest you make the smart decision.
We gotta stay.
You sure?
Fine. Fine.
I... I... I will cooperate, but...
under... under one condition.
Yeah, we got a car, we got the code.
We'll be straight.
Bros before hoes?
(CHUCKLES)
Fuck that dude.
Come on.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on.
This way.
-Evening. -BOBBY: Evening.
Derek, this is Jacob Andrews,
pastor of the Creekview Hills Church.
Pastor, this is Derek.
Good work, Bobby.
Uh... You should maybe just let us talk?
These conversations tend to work better in private.
Uh... I... I get that.
But at the same time,
the fact is he's accused you of a crime,
and I'm obligated to investigate.
A crime?
Yeah, I...
Look, just... If I don't do a quick sweep of the house now
and we do bring charges against him, he'll have a defense.
You've agreed to cooperate if I conduct a search, right?
Yes, sir. That's right.
Come on in, search all you want.
TYON: (SOFTLY) Shit! Fuck, man!
She was right here.
No, no, he...
They were arguing, and he pushed her
and she hit her head right there.
Okay, well, you said that
-she was breaking things. -Yes! Yes.
-She was breaking things... -Well, what...
What did she break?
He must have cleaned it up.
Listen, you have to... you have to search the house.
BOBBY: It's just protocol.
KEVIN: Ty.
Bro, dude's inside, cop's inside.
We know they ain't watching us.
You still trying to roll out, huh?
Trying to save your own ass?
Bro, what other move do we got?
If he come out of that house in cuffs,
that's the best-case scenario.
Either we stay here and we go down with him
or we get the fuck up out of here and give ourselves a shot.
Bro...
You've seen what happens to guys like us in a place like this.
If your mans was out here right now,
he'd say, "Make the smart move."
(TYON SIGHS SOFTLY)
What's the smart move?
-Okay, come on. -BOBBY: I really love
what you've done with this place.
Look anywhere you want, nowhere is off limits.
Take your time.
It'll give us a chance to get to know each other.
JACOB: This yours?
I found it on my lawn.
Derek.
From Highland Park.
(KEVIN PANTING)
TYON: Wait, wait, wait.
Smart move, huh?
What? We got the code, we got the whip.
We ain't got no other moves, bro.
We got my phone.
What the fuck?
I know I left that shit...
JACOB: Have a seat, Derek.
I think you and I both know he's not gonna find anything.
What do you want to do with your life?
I'm gonna study law.
Really?
Why?
I want to help people.
And you think being a lawyer is the best way to do that?
I think it would help me right now.
You mind if I play lawyer for just a second?
Can you...
testify that you heard
any of what was said through that window?
I saw you.
-You saw me? -I saw you.
Did you see what she was reaching for in that cabinet?
The truth, I can guarantee you...
is much more complicated
than what you think you saw through that window.
Now, less complicated,
is how an arrest
and a false accusation are going to look
on your law school application.
I'd like to show you something.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
Oh, shit!
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
JACOB: This is the new church.
When it's done,
it'll seat 10,000.
That's 10,000 souls per service,
gathered together in worship,
and love,
in reverence of the possibility
that by binding together against the forces of evil,
we might be the tide that lifts all boats
and washes away the sins of the individual.
(EXCLAIMS)
I get goosebumps just thinking about it.
You know, my wife is in politics.
And every day, she rubs elbows
with the most powerful people in the state.
Nay, the country.
And most of them are lost,
because they've forgotten what it means
to live in community.
We need to remember who we are,
who our hearts want us to be,
and the way we do that is
by putting God back in the center of our lives,
by building a town
around the church.
As the town grows,
we could use a good lawyer.
What do you think about that?
(SIGHS)
JACOB: Now you know what's at stake.
Listen, I've got no illusions about myself.
I mean, I... (CHUCKLES)
God's created, I don't know how many trillions of people
since the dawn of time,
and to my knowledge, only one of them was perfect,
and that sure as hell wasn't me.
But by His grace, I have been given an opportunity
to lead this community.
This is my truth.
This is my purpose.
And I've sworn to Him
that I will let nothing stand in my way.
Do you understand me?
BOBBY: Pastor Andrews?
We're in here, Bobby.
BOBBY: I'm... I'm sorry, Pastor.
I just... I'm really sorry for invading your home.
Oh, Bobby, not at all.
Happy to see my tax dollars at work.
Plus, I believe this young man has begun to see the light.
You can go on ahead, find the others.
You can leave him with me. I...
I don't feel he's a threat.
I want you to take me in.
BOBBY: Come again?
I was trespassing. That's against the law.
I want my due process.
BOBBY: You want to go to jail?
JACOB: He's trying to protect his friends.
Go out, find the others.
No sense in getting one confession when you can get three, right?
Be careful out there.
Christopher?
I found this cross in my backyard.
The kid's name is engraved on it.
The name he gave me.
His real name.
I just wondered why he would tell me the truth
if he had anything to hide.
I'll take care of this. Don't let him out of your sight.
I don't know, Christopher. He probably told you his real name
so that you'd believe the rest of what he was saying.
Yeah, well, maybe he's telling me the truth.
How much more have you had to drink tonight?
(CHUCKLES)
JACOB: I told you I needed you sharp.
CHRISTOPHER: I coach kids like this.
JACOB: Listen, I appreciate you, thank you for your help.
Bobby and I have this about wrapped up.
All right?
Whose car is that?
(SIGHS) How should I know?
Well, it's parked
-in front of your house. -DEREK: That's it!
That's her car!
BOBBY: A friend of yours, Pastor?
JACOB: No.
Looks like a resident, though.
(REMOTE CLICKS)
(METAL CREAKING SOFTLY)
What I'm more concerned about
is whose car is that?
-Shit! -No, no, wait! Kev, come on. No, no, wait.
(ENGINE REVS)
TYON: No, Kev, stop!
-In the car! Now! Now! -Hey, hey.
(DEREK GRUNTING)
(SIREN WAILING)
CHRISTOPHER: Jacob.
What's going on?
Christopher, I've interrupted your night enough.
Go home.
-No, he had them! -No, bro, they had him!
Man, it's him! I'm telling you the fucking truth!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(KEVIN PANTING)
Whoa, Kev, watch out!
-(KEVIN EXCLAIMING) -TYON: Wait, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Ah, shit!
Shit!
TYON: Bro!
TYON: Fuck!
KEVIN: I... I can... I can make it through this shit on foot, bro.
You'll be straight if you just stay here
-and wait on the homies. -Nah, man, nah.
You've been trying to save your own ass all night.
You do you, but don't act like you give a fuck about me or nobody else.
Get out of the car and show me your hands!
BOBBY: Step into the light.
-What did we do? -Shut up!
-We didn't do nothing. -Shut up!
Hands on the car!
Hey, hey, why are you searching them?
Shut up!
No! What law did they break?
I said, shut the hell up!
You guys want to tell me what the hell you're doing out here?
Man, nothing, man. We're just trying to figure out
how to get home. That's it.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Y'all sure took the long way to get there.
Sir, sir, sir, that's him!
-That's him! He killed her! -BOBBY: Stop!
-TYON: That's him! -I have had enough of this!
He's not lying, man! That's him!
-I have had enough! -We're all telling the same story.
Why would we lie?
JACOB: You know, Bobby, they sure tore out of there in quite a hurry.
Why don't you check the car?
Yeah, check the car. Check it.
You just consented to a search.
Yo... Get... Get down on the ground!
-KEVIN: What? -BOBBY: Do it now!
-KEVIN: What? -BOBBY: Now!
-315 to Dispatch. -WOMAN: Go ahead, 315.
BOBBY: Code 8. I've got a possible 214.
Adult female, unable to locate a pulse.
-Sir, please! -BOBBY: The suspect...
Get on the gr... I said get on the ground
and stay there!
Okay. The suspects...
The suspects, they...
No, cancel that! Cancel that, okay?
Okay. We've got a 123, but she's unresponsive.
Requesting backup and urgent medical
on North Farm Road 106!
WOMAN: Roger that, 315.
Stand by and await attendance from local units.
Okay, 10-4.
You two, sit tight. If you move an inch,
I will make sure that you never move again.
Bobby, what's a 123?
I found a pulse.
She's still alive.
She's alive. She's...
Damn.
(GRUNTS) Officer!
BOBBY: Will you shut your damn mouth?
I'm trying to save your life!
Are you threatening me?
No, I am not the threat! He is!
Listen, okay? I... I'm gonna tell you this one more time. You say one more word,
I will drag you out in the dirt with your friends!
If she is alive, she will tell the truth about what happened.
Okay? He needs her dead,
and you are the only one standing in his way!
No. No, to hell with it, okay?
-I have given you more than... -What are you doing?
-No! No, no, no, no! -...more than enough!
-DEREK: Hey, hey! -No!
-(GUNSHOT) -(DEREK GASPS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
It's all just such a shame.
(YELPS)
-KEVIN: Fuck! -TYON: Fuck!
JACOB: You know I meant everything I said at the house.
Nothing can stand in my way, and if you'd just seen that,
we could have both come out of this.
Is that what she was doing?
Was just standing in your way?
They're gonna find her car and your gun,
and then are gonna trace it back to you, you son of a bitch!
Son, I'm not stupid, and you're way out of your league.
-(GUNSHOT) -Come on, man,
-you're a pastor. -That's right.
-TYON: A man of God. -I am a man of God.
I am the leader of this community and its shepherd,
and I will not abandon my flock.
For wide are the gates and broad is the way
that leads to destruction,
and many may enter through it.
But small are the gates
and narrow the path
that leads to life and...
few will find it.
You.
I thought there'd be hope for you.
But now I know you just weren't meant to find it.
CHRISTOPHER: "But beware
"of false prophets."
Christopher.
CHRISTOPHER: "They come to you in sheep's clothing.
"But inside, they're wolves."
Matthew 7:15.
Thank God you're here.
They shot Bobby. I managed to get their gun.
DEREK: That is a fucking lie! He shot him!
JACOB: There are two more of them. Help me.
Who's that woman?
Is that Elizabeth Carson?
From the church?
It is.
They must have taken her.
Taken her?
From her home
in Prosper?
And brought her all the way here?
That was her car, wasn't it?
JACOB: Are you starting to doubt me?
He gave me his real name.
I ain't have nothing to hide.
Look at her. He bashed her head in.
That is enough lies out of you!
Hey! Drop it!
You are pointing your gun at the wrong guy.
Let's talk about this.
Drop your gun.
CHRISTOPHER: Son,
we cannot talk until you put your gun down.
That's fine.
We don't need to talk.
The deputy called for reinforcements.
They should be here any minute.
Christopher, take him out.
I don't need to shoot a man that doesn't need to be shot.
The police are coming and we're gonna wait,
and that's final.
Is there something you want to say to me, Jacob?
Maggie's been down in Austin more and more.
And something happened with Elizabeth.
If word got out on that,
you'd lose everything.
What do you want me to say, Christopher?
CHRISTOPHER: The truth.
You ever have a woman decide she wants to ruin your life?
No, I never gave one a reason to.
Son,
just put your gun down.
We're gonna wait for the police to sort this out.
All right?
(SIGHS)
Christopher...
I'm sorry I've let you down.
-(CHRISTOPHER GROANS) -No!
(CHRISTOPHER GROANS)
-KEVIN: Amen, motherfucker! -(ENGINE REVS)
(GRUNTS)
Bro.
Hey.
Thank you.
Yeah.
I thought I'd save y'all ass for a change.
Hey.
DEREK: Man, we gotta go.
Yeah.
Okay.
(WOMAN MOANS SOFTLY)
(EXHALES SOFTLY)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
(LINE RINGING)
JULISSA: Derek, where are you?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
I'm sorry.
-DEREK: Hmm? -TYON: This is on me.
All of it.
I...
felt my best friend slipping away, and I just...
I wanted to have a great night...
feel tight again, like it used to be.
Maybe we both
got a lot of shit we gotta work on, but...
no matter what, you'll always be my boy.
Are y'all gonna fuck?
(DEREK AND KEVIN LAUGH)
Hey, Derek.
Julissa told me what happened, but...
I'm still required to call the police.
I know.
I have to get home to my mom.
KEVIN: (SIGHS) Ty.
No.
I got this.
-You sure, man? -DEREK: Yeah.
Police should be here soon.
You just get the car back to the lot.
Keep your job.
KEVIN: Yo.
Thanks.
No.
Man, your... your scholarship.
(SIGHS) Yes, man.
My best friend.
Derek, thank God.
DEREK: Mom, I am so sorry,
but I promise you I can explain everything.
SHERRY: Derek.
JACOB: There he is.
Hello, Derek.
Come join us.
(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)
JACOB: Where is she?
Why are you doing this?
It's over.
-Hey. -There's no need to...
(SHUSHING)
Where is she?
(TIRES SCREECH)
What do you want with us?
Y'all know your Scripture?
Oh, you're so full of shit.
JACOB: I'm named after Jacob.
Founder of the Twelve Tribes of Israel.
But Jacob was born the younger brother to Esau,
who, being the first born, was entitled to the birthright
and all the blessings that came along with it.
You know why you've never met anyone named Esau?
Because Jacob stole that birthright.
He conspired to deceive his blind father
and he took what was his,
because he was not called upon
to simply let God's will be done.
He was called upon to seize his destiny.
That church...
is my destiny.
-I'm here for my birthright. -Just tell him, D.
I'm not gonna do that. He will kill us.
Son, that is not what I want to do.
It's time for you to get realistic about what's gonna happen
when you go to the cops with a different story than me.
You think they're gonna take your word for it over mine? Hmm?
No.
You're gonna be a suspect in a criminal murder trial.
You wanna be a lawyer?
You ready to trust your destiny
in the hands of the criminal justice system?
Or you tell me where she is,
and we can all just walk away from this.
So, what, you want me to trust you?
I've seen what happens when people trust you.
No.
You've seen what happens when people get in my way.
You're gonna get in my way?
-(GUNSHOT) -(SCREAMING)
DEREK: Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Leave them out of this! I will take you to her.
I will take you to her right now.
-Derek, no! -JACOB: It's not a negotiation, son.
You will tell me where she is right now!
Last chance.
No.
-Fine. -No! Don't!
(SIREN WAILING)
Please.
This isn't over.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(PANTING)
Ty... Tyon, Tyon.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(JACOB GRUNTING)
Hands where I can see them.
Officer... (CHUCKLES) ...this is a misunderstanding.
I need your help.
I'm a pastor.
Nah.
That's him.
Officer, listen to me. Be very careful.
That guy and his friends killed two people.
They've kidnapped a woman
-and we need to find her... -HORTON: Turn around.
Put your hands behind your head.
He tried to run me over with a car.
-Look at me. -I said, put your hands behind your head.
(JACOB CHUCKLES)
You're gonna believe him over me?
HORTON: Put your hands behind your head.
Are you a man of God?
Do it. Now.
You are.
I can see it in you.
And a man of God...
does not shoot a pastor in the back.
-OFFICER: Don't move! -HORTON: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Get down on the ground!
Gun!
JACOB: God!
(GUN CLACKS ON THE GROUND)
OFFICER: Call it in.
(POLICE RADIO CHIRPS)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
What time the dealership open?
Don't even matter, man.
I feel like if you're slick, you could p...
Shit.
Well,
after we sue the shit out of Creekview,
you won't even need that job.
You can get any car you want.
Where you get that shirt from?
MALE EMT: Coming through.
DEREK: Hey.
Hey, how's it looking?
JULISSA: No bones, no major arteries.
He's lucky.
All right.
Well, good. Look, nothing vital.
It's my leg, man.
-Everything's vital. -Hey, look at me.
It's okay.
Yeah, this shit sucks, but if anyone's gonna come back
better than they were before, man, that's you.
Then it's just part of the legend.
Big picture shit?
Big picture shit.
Can Julissa be my nurse?
Oh, boy.
Yeah, I got you, Ty.
Heard she's the best nurse in the ward.
Smart move, right?
Smart move.
HORTON: Hey, Derek?
These detectives would like to have a word with you.
I think I'll call my lawyer first, Officer.
(SOFT UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
* Oh, yeah *
(VOCALIZING)
* Sometimes I lie and say everything's okay *
* It brings me peace *
* And I was lost that time *
* Following me, myself and I *
* Till I found you *
* Had to take the long road Took a while to get there *
* But the hardest times come free *
* Even through the trials *
* You will see me with a smile *
* Chasing the sunrise *
* Even if it takes some hours *
* Had to take the long road Took a while to get there *
* Why do the hardest times come free *
* Even through the trials You will see me with a smile *
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GATES CREAKING)
(GATES SLAM SHUT)