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[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[RADIO CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

[KEYS JINGLE]

-OFFICER: How you doing tonight?
-Doing well, Officer.

Can I see your
driver's license,

registration
and insurance, please?

Of course. My license
is right here in my wallet.

I need to reach past my
14 year-old son

to get my registration
insurance from the glove box.

-Is that all right?
-OFFICER: Sure.

Okay.

LINC: One second, my son.

You live in the area?

LINC: No, sir.

OFFICER: Where you
coming from?

LINC: Picking up my son
from a friend's house.

[GLOVE BOX CLICKS]

Here you go.

OFFICER: You're on parole
or have any warrants

-I should know about?
-No, sir.

Are you aware your insurance
has expired?

Uh, it must be
an old copy...

The car definitely
has insurance.

Uh, I might
have a new copy...

Hey, keep your hands
where I can see them, sir.

Relax. Right here, sir.
Right here.

It's okay. It's all right.
It's all right.

Oh, thank you.

Can I have you step out
of the vehicle?

Uh, sure.
Undo my seatbelt.

[SEATBELT CLICKS]

It's okay.
It's all right.

-[DOOR CLICKS]
-It's all right, Son.

-OFFICER 2: Hands up.
-LINC: Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Wait, wait, wait.

-Sir, sir, sir he's a kid.
-Put your hands
on the dashboard

right now. Drop the whatever
you have in your hand.

-Put the phone down.
-KJ: It's my phone.

-It's my phone.
-Sir, it's a phone.

It's a cell phone,
it's just a cell phone.

-[THUMPING]
-Put the phone down.

Exit the car and put
your hands in the air.

LINC: Officer, please.
He's just a kid.

-I can talk to him.
-LINC: Please,
he's just a kid.

Exit the car
with your hands in the air.

LINC: He's gonna get out.
Okay, get out of the car son.

Easy, easy.

-KJ: It's just a phone.
-I need you
to put the phone away.

Put the phone away
and sit on the curb.

He's unarmed, okay.
He's just...

-Sir, just let us do our job.
-OFFICER 2: Put the phone away
and sit on the curb.

-Put the fucking
phone away.
-Put it down!

Put the fucking phone away!

[CLEARS THROAT]

May I help you?

Linc, I'm Jordin King.

We talked a few times
on the phone.

The student filmmaker.

We spoke about me possibly
doing some interviews with you

around what happened
to your son.

Come on in.

Come on.

Come on.

A mark.

B mark.

[LINC SIGHS]

NADIR: Just put
the belt pack on.

Who will all this be seen by?

My class mostly.

Professors, staff.

If people respond to it,

we'll try and get it
into some festivals.

Festivals?

A festival is like
a group of public screenings.

Only, it's curated.

People get dressed up,
they go see it,

and when it's over,

everyone looks around
for reactions.

If the right people
hate it, it dies,

and if the right
people love it,

we get a chance
to bring it to the world.

So this could be seen
by people over the world.

It's possible.

What's that?

JORDIN: That's B cam.

Just another angle,
something behind the scenes.

So I've got
some questions,

kind of all over the place.

Some easy stuff,
some hard.

Anything you don't
feel like answering,

you don't have to.

Can you say your name
into the camera?

Um, Lincoln Jefferson.

I go by Linc.

By now, a lot of people
know about KJ

and what happened
to him.

But few people know
who KJ was

or what he was like.
In one word
or a sentence even,

how would you
describe him?

[SIGHS]

You know, um,
I can show you

better than
I can tell you.

What happens when old people act like they're young people?

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Is that you?

KJ: Kind of.

WOMAN: I'm not trying to spend Christmas in an emergency room.

LINC: Okay, y'all know me
and how much I can do.

Oh![LAUGHS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

It was all the time,
every day
he was um...

He was just funny.

Um, smart,

uh, just an all around
good kid, you know?

-JORDIN: Mm-hmm.
-Yeah.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Can you tell me what happened
on July 3rd of last year?

-OFFICER 1: Put it away!
-LINC: Please, listen...

-BERNICE: All right.
-JORDIN: Thank you so much.

WOMAN: You're welcome.

NADIR: Oh, no, I'm good.
Thank you.

MAN: Oh, no,
I'm good. Thank you.

WOMAN: Okay.

MAN: You just
put this right here.

WOMAN: All right.

MAN: And you can put
the belt pack on yourself.

Oh. Okay. Thanks.

Linc said you helped raise KJ
when he was a baby.

Yeah, I did.

I helped raise
all my grandkids.

You know,
Linc and Tayana

well, they kind of
started out young,

like, you know,
a lot of people do,

but you just do
what you can to help.

You know,
he went to the service.

Iraq. Kept us safe.

Did what he had to do
and for him to come back

and for them to treat him
like they do...

-Mom.
-No. Now, you know
that ain't right.

Now he did good
by KJ.

He had him, going to
one of those top schools, too.

On the pass.

A pass?

A pass is like a permit.

Yeah 'cause I worked
in the district.

That was how I was able
to get him into school.

BERNICE: Yeah, that KJ,
he was a good boy.

I mean, he started, you know,
acting out a little

when Tayana and Linc split.

But, I mean, that's normal
for boys at age 13.

That's when
you lose them.

But when he moved in
with Linc, you know,

it settled him down.

A boy needs
a man in his life.

I mean, he ought
to have one.

I mean, how else
is he supposed to know

what a man
is supposed to act like

or if he's
one himself?

That boy
was all that Linc had

and they took him away.

For nothing.

I mean, if, if it would
have happened,

you know, if he lived
in this neighborhood,

it would have made
more sense.

Make more sense how?

These young boys
get beat down

by the cops or worse
all the time.

More instances
of police brutality
in poor communities?

No, baby. More instances
of police brutality

in Black communities.

-Seriously?
-[LINC CHUCKLES]

LINC: Come on, I get these
priceless moments.

-Why?
-First day of school,
new school.

Tell me how it went.

It was... It was crazy.

LINC: Okay, crazy good
or crazy bad?

Crazy weird.

Lockers outside,

they play rap during lunch,
which is hilarious.

LINC: Mmm-hmm.

Gucci Mane on the loudspeakers.

-LINC: Gucci!
-[BOTH LAUGH]

White people everywhere,
heads bobbin' off-beat.

It was like
a Key and Peeleskit.

[BOTH LAUGH]

But everybody's cool.

A lot of them
extra cool.

Probably just want to say
they're hanging out

with the only black kid
in school.

But no drama.

They have like these mini
restaurants in the school.

And you can have just about
anything you want.

And there wasn't even
one fight all day.

[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

How do you feel you two
splitting up affected him?

[SIGHS]

It's hard to tell,
but I'm sure it did.

You know, Tayana, she's...

She was such
a great mother.

I mean,
great mother

and we wanted
to make it work.

But once I got back
from the military,

everything changed.

You know, I had some...
Some things I wanted
to do when I got back.

Some dreams.

And people don't really talk
about the thing you face

when you come home.

Financial hardships,

dealing with unemployment,

problems trying to get help
from the VA.

You know, all that stuff
can really hurt your pride.

Hmm, it just...
It really took a toll on us.

Hmm.

Where did you serve?

Two tours in Iraq.

Twenty one months,
all in all.

Wow. What did you do?

Infantry rifleman.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

What was that like?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

It was war.

I see he was into Malcolm.

Yeah, he was definitely
into Malcolm.

Yeah, he asked
a lot of questions,

and I tried to teach him
a lot about

who he was knowing his history,
his identity,

knowing his rights.

He was into it.

I mean, he even got the school
to teach on the Black Panthers

during Black History Month.

Which was a really
proud moment.

Did you ever talk
to him about the police?

[SIGHS]

So you're saying
by law,

you can resist the cops,
like you can fight them back?

Yeah. If you
didn't do nothing.

Who said that?

The US Supreme Court.

"One has an unalienable right
to protect his life,

"liberty or property
from unlawful attack or harm.

"Therefore, it's not
an offense to liberate

"one from the unlawful
custody of an officer."

So that's really what they're
teaching with the white kids?

Hey, it sounds
like bullshit to me.

That's 'cause you're
stuck in the school

where they
don't teach you shit.

If the cop don't conform
to the law of the land,

I can resist
and protect myself.

It's just the law.

What's up?

Hey, just studying
for the government
test tomorrow.

Studying, huh?

-What's up Mr. Linc.
-What up, Jonah?

What were you just saying,
just now?

Telling Jonah
what we learned in class.

He don't believe it.

The law says
you can defend yourself

from an unlawful attack
from anybody

even the police, right?

-Well...
-He's crazy,
right, Mr. Linc?

-I mean,
he's technically right.
-Technically?

-Well, yes, in theory...
-But the law is the law.

"A citizen illegally arrested

"cannot initiate
the use of force,

"and neither do words alone
justify an assault."

-Hey, KJ...
-"However, when the officer

"initiates the assault
by physical contact..."

-All right listen to me.
-"...which is the case..."

-What I'm trying to tell you... -"There's an unlawful..."

-There is a difference...
-"...arrest, there, a citizen

"has a right to protect his
liberty, to the extent

-"of killing the officer--" -Look... Stop, all right? Stop!

Don't say those words.

All right.
Don't even think them.

Hey, um, I'll call
you back later.

No, no, no. Stay on, Jonah.
You need to hear this too.

Look, citizens
have rights, yes.

There are all kinds of laws
and documents and cases
that say so.

But the citizens
they're talking about

don't always look like us.

Especially not to the police.

-But the Supreme Court...
-I understand that.

What you need to understand
is those laws

weren't written
with us in mind.

And anyone that tells you
differently, is either white

or just lucky they haven't had to put it to the test yet.

So I'm just supposed to forget everything you ever told me

about self-respect and dignity

and standing up
for what I believe in?

Yes, yes. If it means you're
coming home to me safely,
absolutely.

I know it doesn't
make sense to you now,

but one day
when you have kids

it'll be crystal clear,
trust me.

Look at me.

When you're dealing
with the police

you don't think of laws.

You don't think of rights.
None of that.

You just do whatever
they say, their way.
All right?

That way you will live.

Could live
to make it home to me.

You understand?

What's up, guys?

-[CHUCKLES]
-JORDIN: Wow.

-LINC: Nice, huh?
-Yeah.

Nadir.

LINC: This is what
you get.

It was well worth it, you know.

Anyone would want
their kids to go here.

No one dreams
of coming out of the service

and becoming a custodian,

but I knew I had to do
something to get him out
of the situation he was in.

Wanted to take advantage
of the opportunities here

and when I asked, you know,
how to get him in,

first thing they said is
"You gotta live here,

"or have a job here.".

The houses start
at a million dollars,

so I knew that wasn't
gonna happen.

So I applied.

JORDIN: Why do you think
you stayed after, um...

After a year and a half?

-Why I stayed?
-Yeah.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

I don't know. Routine.

[BLOWS AIR]

Get that bucket.

[TV CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

How are you
and Linc related?

We're brothers,
not blood brothers.

We are blood brother,
it's not biological,
as I put it.

How'd you meet?

Overseas. Same squad,
same fire team.

Lincoln and I actually
grew up near each other.

Just never met.

[CHUCKLES]

It's something else.

But, you know,
same old story.

Came up hard,
was no kind of student.

You mess up enough times

it's only a matter of time
before you get locked up.

How old are you?

I'm 21.

When I was a little bit
younger than you,

I went into the Marines.

You served
in the Middle East together.

-We did.
-Can you elaborate?

Nah.

It's kind of crazy
how hard

it is to get people
to talk about it.

Yeah, you have to live it
to understand why.

You were
in the hospital.

[SIGHS] Yeah, chemo.

Last treatment
was this morning.

Wow. Congrats, man.

I didn't say I beat it.

I said it was the
last treatment.

First and last.

I looked like shit.

I feel like shit.
I ain't doing that again.

Doctors say it metastasized.

-Meaning...
-I-I know what it means.

Hmm.

So anyway, yeah, I figured
why lose my hair, you know?

If I lose weight,
dying before it kills me...

Nah, I ain't got long.

I'll just ride it out.

I'm sorry.

It is what it is.

Got it right here.

This is it.

It is what it is.

Don't you ever forget that.
It is what it is.

LINC: All right, all right.
Let's go.

Oh, you're good, bro.
We'll be back.

JORDIN: Linc, can you give
a little background on
what's happening?

Into the camera?

Yeah, we're headed
to the courthouse

for the grand jury decision

and, uh,
we are optimistic

and we hope
it goes our way.

-Good?
-JORDIN: Good.

All right. All right,
let's go, let's go.

Let's head out.

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

-When do we want it?
-ALL: Now!

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

-When do we want it?
-ALL: Now!

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

-When do we want it?
-ALL: Now!

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

-When do we want it?
-ALL: Now!

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

-When do we want it?
-ALL: Now!

-What do we want?
-ALL: Justice.

We're here live outside
the LA County courthouse.

Where, as you can see
behind me,

both protesters
and police supporters
are waiting

to see if Officer Mike Randall
will be indicted

on charges stemming
from last year's shooting

of 14-year old
Kajani Jefferson.

CROWD: Justice for Kajani!

Justice for Kajani!

Justice for Kajani!

-CROWD: Justice for Kajani.
-Back the blue.

-CROWD: Justice for Kajani!
-Back the blue!

CROWD: Justice for Kajan!

Justice for Kajani!

After their exhaustive
review of the evidence,

the grand jury deliberated
over two days,

making their
final decision.

They determined that no
probable cause exists

to file any charges
against Officer Randall.

They returned a no true bill
on each of the five claims.

-The physical...
-Officer Randall will be
returning to service

effective immediately
according to standard
protocol in such cases.

Excuse me, Officer.

Listen, I need to talk to you,
I just need to know why.

Can you just tell me why?
Please don't...

So you're
gonna shoot me?

Is that what you're
gonna do shoot me, right?

Because I have
a gun, right?

Because I'm a threat, right?

You coward!

You hide behind that badge.

You're a coward!

I lost my baby.
[CRYING HYSTERICALLY]

[BANGING]

Ah, man.

It's okay.

[LINC SOBBING]

It's gonna be
all right.

[VOMITING]

[GASPING]

You're all right.
You're all right.

-Okay?
-[PANTING]

[SPITTING]

You'll be all right.

REPORTER: The announcement
of a grand jury's decision

not to indict San Vacilo
police officer Mike Randall

in the shooting death
of unarmed teen
Kajani Jefferson

was met with chaos
on Tuesday night.

[POLICE SIREN WAILS]

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[SMASHING]

Miss Jefferson,
I need your help.

Uh, the city
need your help.

Make a statement
on camera.

Tell the community
that violence is not the way.

JAYDEN:
Man, do you hear yourself?

Talking all that
no violence bullshit.

Y'all niggas should have
thought about that shit

before y'all killed
my cousin, man.

Can you please
turn that off?

Can you please
get the fuck out!

Jayden, stop!

[CAPTAIN MORRIS CLEARS THROAT]

Look, I can
only imagine

-how you're feeling right now...
-Do you have kids?

-Yes, ma'am.
-Mmm.

-Two little girls.
-Are they breathing?

-Hmm?
-[SIGHS]

You couldn't possibly
imagine how I feel.

You have no idea
how I feel.

-You're right.
-I know.

-Yes, ma'am, you're right.
-Mmm-hmm.

And I'm truly
sorry for your loss,

but we can't change the past.

Man, fuck you.

What the fuck! Now you want
to talk all this peace shit?

So no one else
gets hurt?

Where the fuck was all that
when y'all killed KJ, huh?

-Fuck, nigga.
-CAPTAIN MORRIS:
Look, young man,

-I'm gonna need you
to calm down.
-Man, I don't give a fuck.

-Don't "young man" me.
None of that shit!
-Right now.

I don't give a fuck.

-You work in public service,
motherfucker.
-Calm down!

What the fuck?

Y'all see this, right?

I'm right here in my
auntie's house. Right?

I ain't got no gun.
None of that.

Just chilling in my
auntie's house. All right.

Trying to have...
Trying to have
a normal conversation

and they want
to kill me like they did KJ.

TAYANA: Jayden, stop!

JAYDEN: You wanna kill me
right here in my auntie house?

-This is not helping.
-JAYDEN: Answer the question.

Huh?
Answer the question, nigga.

You wanna kill me
like you did my cousin?

I'm trying
to fix things.

You see this picture
right here, bro?

[CAPTAIN MORRIS SIGHS]

JAYDEN: Fourteen years old.

That's my blood, bro.

-CAPTAIN MORRIS:
I understand...
-You lived your life.

-CAPTAIN MORRIS: I understand...-You lived your life
already,

-old ass nigga.
-CAPTAIN MORRIS:
This is not gonna help.

-This is my little cousin.
-This is not helping.

This is not helping.

I understand you're upset,

but I'm here
to help.

You ain't here
to do shit.

I'm not the enemy
here, okay?

Please, everybody,
let's just take a second.

Take a breath.

At least
step over there, sir.

-Can you step out?
-They're fine.

-They ain't fine.
-They're fine.

-[INAUDIBLE]
-JAYDEN: Get the fuck out
of my aunties house, bro.

-We'll have
the cameras here...
-Okay.

-...in an hour.
-JAYDEN: What the fuck.

-[CLEARS THROAT]
-JAYDEN: Ain't making no
fucking statements.

-TAYANA: Jayden.
-JAYDEN: Fuck wrong with 'em.

-TAYANA: Jayden.
-JAYDEN: We ain't doing
none of that.

-TAYANA: Jayden!
-Bye!

Bye, Uncle Tom.

-TAYANA: Stop!
-Weird ass nigga.

-MAN ON TV: What we want?
-CROWD: Justice.

-MAN: When do we want it?
-CROWD: Now!

-MAN: What we want?
-CROWD: Justice!

-MAN: When do we want it?
-CROWD: Now!

As we all know, I...

I lost my son
over a year ago.

I had to bury
my only son.

Now, we did not get
the indictment that
we hoped for.

And justice
was not served yet.

And all we want
is peace.

That's all we want.

[SIGHS]

So we need to stop
the rioting

and we need
to stop the violence.

Violence took
his ass from us.

You see this,
how it goes?

You understand?

A cop killed
another one of our babies.

People want answers.

People mad as hell.
They ready to tear shit up?

The first thing they do,
they put the mom on the TV.

That's the way they figure
if a child's mother

ain't ready to see shit
burned down,

then why should anyone else.
Shit is diabolical.

We don't want revenge.

We want justice.

They kill my son
and they go right back
to work.

I can't do
shit about it.

[INHALES SHARPLY]

I ain't shit, man.

It ain't
for nothing, bro.

[TAPS]

[SIGHS]

[SNIFFS]

[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

Where are we
headed now?

Courthouse.

Tayana's filed a petition
to get the police
chief dismissed.

Petition.

Sometimes those things work

if enough people
sign them, right?

[BREAKS SQUEAK]

JORDIN:
Where are we now?

At a friend's house.
I gotta pick something up.

You got your license
on you, right?

JORDIN: Yeah, of course.

I need you to drive
for a little bit.

At least till
we get downtown.

Feeling a little off.

Maybe sit in the back
and get some fresh air.

-JORDIN: Yeah. Yeah,
I could drive.
-Yeah? You don't mind?

JORDIN: No,
I could drive.

Kai, you can sit in the front
if you want.

KAI: Cool.

JORDIN: Really, Kai?

-[KAI CHUCKLES]
-[JORDIN SCOFFS] Lazy.

NADIR: I'm gonna cut.
I need a battery change.

JORDIN: All right.

[SIGHS]

KAI: What time is it?

9:30.

-KAI: Call him.
-I already did.

KAI: Should we go knock?

JORDIN: Hold on.

[DOOR SLAMS]

JORDIN: Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

-Don't do this.
-Shut up.

JORDIN: What are you doing?
Linc, what are you doing?

LINC: Drive. Drive!

Okay, okay.
Hang in there.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

JORDIN: I'm trying to,
but don't wanna get involved.

We should
get out and run.

NADIR: Run? Are you
fucking kidding me?

They've got fucking
machine guns.

What are you doing?
Put that away!

-NADIR: What are you doing?
-Put it away.

[PHONE BEEPS]

-[DIAL TONE SOUNDING]
-JORDIN: Stop.

MAN ON PHONE:
911 what's your emergency?

[NADIR EXCLAIMING]

What are you doing?

Huh?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

You want to make
a documentary, right?

Well, now you're
making one.

Hear me when I say this because
I'm only gonna say it once.

Don't stop filming.

Put these on.

Let's go.

LINC: Let's go. Let's go.
Let's go. Let's go.

[GUN COCKING]

[GUN FIRING]

Hold your fire.

[GUNS FIRING]

I swear, if I hear one
more shot...

Hear one more shot
I'm gonna shoot your captain,

Captain Morris,
in his head.

It's Eugene.
Stop shooting!

OFFICER: Captain.
What the fuck is going on?

Captain?
What do we do?

Stand down.

Our friends
will be outside soon.

They'll get it under control.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

LINC: This is what
we're gonna do.

You wanna see his head,
I want to see your hands.

Hands. It's okay.
Hands.

Easy.

Hands up.

[LINC SIGHS]

[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIREN BLARING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[INAUDIBLE]

You remember me?

Put the fucking
phone away.

Put it down.

No, I didn't mean
to shoot your son.

You knew
he was unarmed.

You pointed your gun at him,
and you pulled the trigger.

No, I didn't...
[SIGHS]

No, I didn't mean
to kill him.

Linc.

You scared?

Are you afraid?

Thinking about
your family, huh?

About how you don't want to die?

About how you're too young?

Answer me, motherfucker.

This won't fix it.

Not this.

It'll make it worse...

For all of us.

[INHALES]

Heavily armed men
have stormed

the San Vasillo
Police Department

taking hostage at least
a dozen police officers.

As you can see,
SWAT has arrived
and are taking positions

as rampant confusion spreads
surrounding the identity

and motives
of the suspects involved.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[OMAR SIGHS]

Phone ringing like crazy
in there, brother.

Think they're trying to
get you on the line, you know?

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah.

I'm in charge.

Lincoln Jefferson.

Father of Kajani Jefferson,

fourteen year old black boy
who was killed by
Officer Michael Randall

last year, July 3rd.

Everyone's fine.

I said
everyone's fine.

I want my son.

I want my son.

I want my son! I want my son!
I want my son! I want my son!

You're not hearing me.
You're asking me questions.

You're not hearing me.
You asked me what I want.

I want my son.
Okay?

So call me when
you can bring me that.

All right?

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SIREN WAILING]

[DOOR SLAMS]

On our way up here
I saw a set of doors

I think they missed.
It might lead outside.

Kai, for the 10th time
they got machine guns.

You saw what they did
out there.

You've said that before.

What are we supposed to do?
Just wait in here until they
start executing people?

I don't think
that's what he wants.

Well, we're hostages,
and I don't think he's planning
on letting us go anytime.

Well, technically
they're hostages
and we're the film crew?

Let's just do
what he says.

Film what he wants us to film.

You're backing up
to the cards?

I just finished
the other two right now.

All right. If you get the WiFi,
just dump it to the cloud. Okay?

Look, if it gets cut off,
we'll figure it out.

What is it with you
and this guy?

What? We're here.
Let's just get it.

[PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

-Hey.
-Where are you?

City Hall.

I know what
you're gonna say, but...

Are you okay?

Is anybody hurt? Are you okay?

I'm fine. Everybody's fine.

Okay. Well, it's all over
social media and the news.

They haven't mentioned
your name yet,

but it's just a matter
of time, baby.

If you just...
If you just
give up now...

-I'm not.
-Listen.

You are all I have
that connects me to KJ.

Somebody's gotta pay for what
they did to him. All right?

What they did to our son...

-We have to do this peacefully.-Why we gotta do it peacefully?

Huh?

Why are we the only people
in this country

that are expected to do things
without violence?

You know what white people do
when they're cross?

They kill people.
They don't march.

They don't do protests.
They don't ask for permission.

They don't ask no questions.
They react with force.

I served, I know.

I know how it goes
for everybody except us.

We're the only people expected
to take it on the cheek

and to take it
on the other cheek
and walk it off.

Look at me.

[EXHALES]

You have to stay alive
for me, baby.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

He is gone, baby,

Baby, he is gone.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to come back home.
Home, home.

Home, baby. With me.

Okay? We'll just
start over. We'll...

We'll figure it out. We can
work through this together.

Me and you, we can.

Okay?

So just promise me

that you'll make it
through this.

That you will make it
through this

and that you'll stay alive
no matter what, Lincoln.

-Promise me that...
-[BEEPS]

Tayana...

Lincoln, it's Steve,
the negotiator.

We shut down the signal
partially to your cell.

You're not gonna get a call
in or out moving forward.

It's not too late
to find a way out of it.

[SIGHS]

I know you're angry,
like you feel justice
wasn't served.

You wanted to try.
You didn't get one.

We can't change that now.
That ship has sailed.

What we can do now
is move forward.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Round everyone up.
Get him right here
in the main hall.

Alright, cops first.

We're gonna lock them
to them desks over there.

Those of you
who know why I'm here,

you know what I've lost.

And, you know because of flaws
in our system,

justice was not served.

So today,

today we make that right.

Today, Officer Michael Randall
will be tried

for the murder of my son,
Kajani Jefferson.

-What?
-Absolutely not.

Sit down!

Facts will be presented.
Evidence will be considered,

and a verdict
will be handed down.

Look, the court already spoke...

No, the court spoke for him,
didn't speak for my son.

All right.

How many civilians we got?

Counted six.

Which of you works
processing? Computers?

Cut him loose.
He's coming with us.

If I say your name,
come forward.

-What the fuck?
-Oh, hell no.

-What the fuck is this?
-Calm down.

Are you fucking insane?
You're gonna let
these motherfuckers out?

Relax. They're
non-violent offenders.

And trust me, you're gonna
wanna be nice to 'em.

Ah, you lost your fucking mind.

-What do we got?
-We got a janitor.

We got two secretaries.
We got a clerk.

Parking attendant. What is it
that you do here, miss?

I was just here
to pay a parking ticket.

And a responsible young lady.

All right.

Officer Michael Randall,
you're being charged
with murder.

Fuck you.

You know you can't charge me.

You want to guess
what the alternative is?

This is your jury.

Look at them.

These are the people that will
be the deciders of your fate.

They will listen to your story,
hear from others

who were involved
in the shooting,
and they'll deliberate.

For some reason,
if they find a shadow
of a doubt,

you walk out of here a free man,
and I turn myself in.

Yeah. A free man. [CHUCKLES]

This is bullshit.

Captain!

No officers.

Not one officer on the jury.

You know, these aren't my peers.

Welcome to my world.

So I take it,
you're the prosecutor.

I'm the one to speak
for my son. Yeah.

So who defends him?

Sounds like
you already volunteered.

Okay. We'll play your game.
For now.

Okay, um, anyone ever served
on a jury?

I was a foreman.

Okay, good, well,
I need your help

walking the others
through the process.
Okay?

Look, I know you didn't ask
for this, and I'm sorry
to put it on you,

but the next several hours
will be very important

because at the end of that,
you're gonna have to vote,

and those votes will determine
a man's fate.

You for real, bro?

You gonna let all of us vote
on what happens to a cop?

LINC: Think you can be fair?

You know where I'm from, homie?

You know all the shit I've seen
the cops do?

All the shit they done
put me through?

I'll try.

That's good enough.
Anyone else?

What are you gonna do to him

if it's decided
he was in the wrong?

I don't know yet.

Do you all think you can
be fair and impartial,

regardless of the consequences?

The real question,
my brother,

is will you go all the way
with the consequences if we do?

I approached
the driver's side window

and asked the driver for
his license and registration.

He proceeded to pull
the documentation
from his glove box

and handed me an insurance card
that I could see was expired.

He asked to look again
for another copy of the card.

But it being dark, I feared
for the safety of myself
and my partner.

So I pulled him from the vehicleand attempted to retrieve
the active document myself.

When you previously told
this story and this time too,

you said you were given a card
that was expired,

which I saw gave the idea
to the general public

that the car was uninsured.

Unfortunately, sir,
I don't control
what the general public thinks.

But you do remember me saying
repeatedly the car was insured?

Yes. But when...

But you did not give me
an opportunity
to re-check the glove box?

No. And I've told you why.

After the shooting, did they
find out the car was insured?

-Yes, I believe they did.
-Was it?

It was.

In your own words, what happened
that night in July?

Start from the beginning.

We were driving south bound
on Virginia Avenue

just after shift change.

Officer Hollander and myself
saw the white Civic

cross the intersection
at an elevated speed.

-[SIRENS APPROACHING]
-Upon pulling over the vehicle,

Officer Hollander called in
to request backup.

After directing the car
to the side,

we approached the car
to find two black males.

-You and the deceased.
-Kajani.

That's his name.

Yeah.

-And then we...
-No, you approached the car

to find me and Kajani Jefferson.
Say it with his name.

We approached the car
to find you

and Kajani Jefferson seated
in the driver side
and passenger respectively.

-Approached from where?
-The passenger's side.

-Close to Kajani?
-Yes.

Continue.

The driver then provided
an expired insurance card.

There was a small altercation
around whether the car
was indeed insured.

It was at that time,
Hollander asked him
to exit the car.

And then what?

Hollander proceeded
to search the driver.

When that's when Kajani reached
for something out of my sight.

-You pulled your gun?
-Yes.

You don't know
what someone could have
underneath their seat.

Do you remember me
saying repeatedly

can I reached past
my 14-year-old son?

Yes, but a 14...

A 14-year-old could still
be grabbing for a gun.

But it wasn't a gun, was it?

-No, no. It was his phone.
-So you put your gun away?

No, we're taught
not to de-escalate.

No, once a gun is drawn,
it's drawn

-for safety.
-For whose safety?

That's what we're taught.

And then what happened?

He wouldn't stop recording.

And so I pulled him...

Kajani out of the car.

-Put it down!
-I have the right to film.

Exit the car and put your hands
in the air!

-KJ, put the phone down!
-I can film.

-Put the phone down!
-Exit the fucking car!

LINC: It's just a cellphone.
Easy. It's just a cellphone.

I need you to put
the phone away.

Put the phone away
and sit on the curb.

-He's unarmed. Okay?
-Just put your phone away.

Put your fucking phone away!

-Hey! Hey!
-Put your fucking phone away!

-Get off him!
-[GUN FIRES]

After the shots, what happened?

No, no, no! [CRIES]

I got in my car
and went to my house.

You went to your house?

That's protocol.

After a shooting,
you go home.

You wait for your superiors
to arrive.

Okay. Okay.

You said the suspect sped
through the intersection.

-Yes.
-You're still saying
I was speeding?

-Did you clock him?
-No, we didn't clock him,

but you could tell he was
at a higher speed
than what was posted.

If they weren't speeding,
would you have pulled them over?

No.

So if the driver had
the proper insurance card,
what would have happened?

We would have let him go.

Kajani Jefferson might
be alive today.

What kind of bullshit
justification is that?

Seriously, since when
do jury members speak?

The only job that they have
is to keep their mouth shut.

Guess what,
you're not in control.

But there's a reason why courts
do things the way they do.

And how is that
working out for us?

Anyone who wants to speak,
feel free to speak.

Throughout this process,
everyone who wants a voice
will have one.

Are you allowed to pull someone
over for speeding without
knowing their actual speed?

-An officer can use judgment.
-What is that, the law?

Or do you just make it up
as you go?

No, we don't.

You see, nobody knows
what our job is like.

Twenty-four seven,
get the bad guys.

And we can all sit here
and pretend all we want that...

[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]

That all the Blacks
that get killed
are killed by police,

and that they're all unarmed
and that they're all good people

and that they're all just,
you know...

I don't know, that the cops
are the only ones running around

trying to kill 'em,
but it's not true.

Couldn't be further
from the truth.

Everyone knows the statistics
on Black on Black crime.

How many Blacks are killed
in a year by other Blacks?

They don't put those numbers
in the news.

Do you have
the statistics on whites
killing whites in a year?

Or Chinese killing Chinese?

Whites and the Chinese
aren't the ones
cramming the prison system.

They're also not the ones
brought over here like property.

Hundreds of years ago.

And what does that have to do
with anything that we're
talking about?

You don't find it interesting
that the people

brought over here in chains
are still in chains?

No. No, I don't. Okay?

The slavery thing
is a fucking cop out.

It happened. Get over it.

It ain't my job
to make sense of it.

It's my job...
It's our job to get
the bad people off the street.

Black, white, whatever color.

Systematic violence and terror
aimed at one group of people.

And you just said, get over it.
Would you say that
about the Holocaust?

Or women's rights?

-It's not the same.
-How is that different?

The things women have
been through in this country,

in the military, on the force.

Are you supporting his side?

I'm supporting my side.

I'm a cop,
and I dare anyone in here
to question my loyalty to that.

But I'm also a woman,
a Latina woman at that,

so I know how things in the past
affect things happening now.

I can see that, you know,
for women

and definitely
for the Holocaust.
But for them?

Why is it so hard for you
to empathize with Black people?

Because you guys make it hard.

That's more of that racist shit
right there.

OFFICER HOLLANDER: No, that.

That's the fucking problem.
That's the problem
in this country.

Anytime someone
speaks the truth,
they're labeled a racist.

Let me tell you something.
The KKK is racist.

Nazis are racist.

So the only people that could
be racist are those that are
in the KKK or the Nazis?

Anybody else? Anybody else
by default is cool
is what you're saying.

I mean, like, fuck.
Even right now, I feel like
I might say the wrong thing.

And I'm not racist. I know that.
I don't see color.

You color blind?

You know what I mean.

You said you're color blind.

I mean, I don't treat
people differently based
on the color of their skin.

Any one of these guys
will tell you that.

I've had partners of all colors.

And, you know, frankly,
I haven't met many racist cops.

-We have a black captain,
for Christ sakes.
-Meaning what?

Meaning that it's fucking
impossible for us to be racist.

Impossible. That's like saying
it's impossible to be sexist

'cause you're married
to a woman.

Programming is programming.

When a person buys
into a system or a culture

that teaches that racism,
that dominance,

that person, if they Black,
they white, Chinese...

-Oh, come on.
-...whatever color they are,

they proudly reflect
that culture in every situation.

So, what you're saying
is that it's possible

for a black cop to be racist
towards another black,

to target him,
or shoot him based on a bias.

Hell, yeah,
he'll probably
shoot him twice.

That's bullshit.
Come on, you guys, you...

[SCOFFS] Fuck, never mind.

No, Go on.
Say your piece.

I'm just saying,
you guys wanna cry race?

But a lot of the things
that black people have
to deal with

is based on the way
black people act.

Look at hip hop music.

What is it? Uh...

"Drug the hoe, get the hoe,
shoot the bitch, do the..."

Whatever the fuck.
What do you expect?

And you think
I want my daughter

to hang around
with people
that think that way?

I mean, let alone
come to my house. Hell, no!

INMATE: But you let
your kids listen to it
and buy it, right?

Those are the dollars
that keep it getting made.

White people buy the music
that blacks pay for
with our lives.

The black kids think
they have to live that life

to make the music,
so your daughter
can go buy it.

It's a cycle. It happens
again and again and again.

What are you saying?
This is our fault?

He's making a point.

No matter how bullshit
the music is,

y'all appropriate it,
fetishize it.

The demand rises,
the profits rise,

the sales rise.

Then it's just blacks
and Latinos
exploited for the supply.

[SIGHS] Man...

You all just reach
and reach.

Or maybe Blacks and Latinos
aren't all victims.

Maybe they are
the actual thugs

that they're saying they are
in their music.

[INMATE SPEAKING SPANISH]

Nah. You don't
know me, homie.

You don't know anything
about me, bro.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

I'm crushing my people?
I'm crushing my people,

you fucking cartel wannabe!

Huh? You think you know me?
You think you know me?

You think you know
anything about me? Huh?

Fucking, your gang tattoos.

You think you're all
fucking hard, huh?

Killing, pushing drugs,
selling little girls.

And you think you're fucking
better than me?

No, dawg,
You don't know me, homie.

You don't know shit
about me, huh?

Fucking, you make it
impossible

for fucking Hispanic
or Latino people

to get ahead
in this fucking country,

'cause all they see is you,

and your fucking tattoos,

and your fucking
gangster shit.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Fuck you.

OFFICER HOLLANDER:
Kind of proves my point.

Two Hispanic guys arguing.
It's heated.

But is it racial? No.

Black guys, white guys,
Hispanic guys.

The thing that separates us
isn't race.

It's class, it's education.

You have kids?

Yeah, I got two girls.

They go to public school?

No. I work my ass off
so they don't have to.

Why? Why not public school?
What's wrong with that?

I mean, if all a person
has to do

is get an education,

then why does it matter
where they get it?

You know why.

Because private schools
are built like colleges.

And public schools,

where little brown
and black kids are,

they're built like prisons.

So, it's no surprise

when private school kids
go to college.

And public schools,
like where I grew up,

they don't even
graduate kids

on their way
to locking them up.

And that is a race problem,

Officer.

[SCOFFS]
But that's America, right?

We don't fix the system,

just put a premium
on the way to get around it.

You think only black people
have to deal with that?

No. We just sit
in the worst position
to beat it.

Which is why I sacrificed
everything I had

to put my son
in a better position.

Taking him out
of where he was,

and putting him into a place
where he could survive.

Well, guess what?
It wasn't enough.

I couldn't save him.

I couldn't save my boy,
not from him.

And why couldn't he
have just complied?

None of you ever comply.

'Cause we're fucking tired!

We're tired of being stalked
and intimidated

and getting our asses kicked
whenever you feel like it.

That attitude
is why that shit happens.

If you all just took
a second to think,

then maybe you'd avoid
all that shit.

If all of you
took a second to think,

maybe you wouldn't kill
so many of us.

I didn't mean
to kill your son.

-But you did.
-I did what
I was trained to do.

There was a threat.
And I was... I was scared.

Which we're trained.
We're trained to go home.
That's the...

I have a kid at home, too.

Whatever,
I am a human being,
just like anybody else.

You know, every, every day,
I, I go to work,

and I want to go home
to my kids.

I want to see my son.

I had a split second
to decide

whether you were going
to attack my partner

or your kid
was gonna reach for his gun.

I didn't wanna get shot.
I wanted to go home.

We wanted to go home, too.

[SIGHS]

This is my son.

This is my little boy.

This is what was
taken from me. [SOBS]

He didn't ask to be born.
He didn't ask to be black.

And he didn't ask
to get shot.

Look at him. Look at him!

I'm never gonna be able
to hug my son again.

Never gonna see him
get married
or have children.

Officer Randall
took that from me.

The world
took that from me.

I just want justice.

That's all I want.

I just want justice.
He took it from me.

But you,
you can give it back.

SGT. REYES:
Why can't you just
accept responsibility,

that you put your son
in that situation

by breaking the law

and going over
the posted speed limit.

What speed were we going?

The speed.
What speed were we going?

You pulled us over
'cause we were
speeding, right?

What speed were we going
when you pulled us over?

It was over a year ago.

You want me to remind...

We'll get the report.
Get the report, Derwood.

RANDALL:
It's not in the report.

-Why not?
-Because I didn't record it.

I registered it
based on what I remember.

Okay, what did you see?
What was the speed?

I mean,
it's residential, so it's
25 miles-per-hour, right?

-I don't know.
-You don't know?

You were there, right?
Same car, same time.

What was the speed?
What? 45, 50?

Forty-five, 50,
seems right.

Yeah. You sure?

Not exactly, no.
I don't remember.

Well, I do remember.

I do remember,
'cause I was there, too.

I've played it over
a thousand times in my mind,

trying to think about
all the reasons

why this thing went wrong.

We were crossing Virginia

at Lombardi,
residential area.

Twenty-five miles-
per-hour posted.

Which is why 45
would have seemed very--

Not when there's
speed bumps 20 feet apart

on each side
of the intersection.

We were not speeding up,
were we, Officer Randall?

We were slowing down.

Just long enough
for you to see two black men

driving through that
prestigious neighborhood.

SGT. REYES:
Race has nothing
to do with it.

Are you standing
by your story
that we were speeding?

-SGT. REYES: It's an officer's--
-Officer Randall!

Are you standing by your story

that we were speeding?

What do you expect?

You were driving
in that neighborhood

in that crappy car,
which is suspicious.

You went there
after 12:00 midnight.

Who's driving around
in that neighborhood
after midnight?

[STAMMERING]
People are coming home, yes.

But most of the people

driving around
in that situation

are bad people,
looking to do bad things.

-So you profiled us.
-You are damn right I did.

[RANDALL BREATHING HEAVILY]

Like, you get pissed off

if your car gets
broken into, right?

You get pissed off
if your house
gets burglarized.

But how are we supposed
to find those bad people

if we're not
pulling people over?

The only way
to find these bad people

is by pulling them over.

We pull them over, we see
burglary tools, stolen mail.

Worse, nine times
out of ten,

see, in that situation,
something's up.

Do you want to be...
Do you want to be safe?

You want to be kept safe?
We keep you safe.

That's the cost.

And there it is.

So, if the officers
didn't profile that man
and his son...

That man and his son
make it home at night.

And Kajani Jefferson
might be alive today.

[RANDALL SOBBING]

-No, no...
Get down, get down!
-[OFFICERS SHOUTING]

LINC: Get down.

Come on, bitch.
You're the guy
that took me in,

following me
with your fake ass charge.

Fuck you, you gangster
fucking piece of shit!

Fuck you, bitch.

You fucking talk shit
and you get a beating!

INMATE: Come on.
Come on, fight me.

Settle down.
Settle down, man.

LINC: Get him back
to his cell.

All right,
let me help you up.

Yeah, okay.

MAN: Let me help, come on.

No, wait!

[GRUNTING]

-Come on, now.
-Fuck!

OFFICER 2:
Get the fuck off me!

Get off me!

Linc.

LINC: Oh, shit.

-Stay down.
-Shit.

LINC: You all right?

[MAN GROANING]

LINC: Hey, hey, hey.

Sit down.

Come over here, sit down.

-[MAN GROANING]
-LINC: You all right?

Ugh, better than
all right, nephew.

LINC: Yeah, it went through.

[GROANING]

-LINC: We gotta
get him outta here.
-DERWOOD: Yeah.

No, it's not gonna happen.

LINC: All I gotta do
is call.

Look, Uncle, listen to me.

If it hit an artery
or something,
we can't stop it.

Don't matter
what happen to me.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I'm old. I've been around
a long time.

And because of you,

I get to live.

[GROANS] So, hell no,
I ain't going nowhere.

-You understand?
-LINC: Yes, sir.

Go on, get back to it.

DERWOOD: I got him, Linc.
I got him.

CAPTAIN MORRIS: Lincoln.

You need to end this.

Nothing good
is gonna come

out of what
you're doing here.

You've imprisoned cops,

and allowed them
to be attacked by inmates.

You've taken
civilians hostage.

You've got
an injured comrade,

and you've got World War III
outside.

On top of all that,
your experiment is done.

Your 12th juror is gone...

So turn it in,
so no one else gets hurt.

JORDIN:
I think he's right.

Jordin. You're up.

-What?
-You're the 12th Juror.
Come on.

-No, Linc. I can't--
-I'm not asking.

He's biased.

I'm not biased.

This is a bad move, Linc.

We're moving
this thing forward.

Vote your conscience.

Take as much time
as you need.

KAI: Are you okay?

I don't wanna be
in the middle of this.

None of us do.
But we're here now,

and it's like he said.

Whatever happens,
just vote your conscience.

Hey, kid...

Just remember
what's at stake here.

So, guilty.

And not guilty.

Well, it's all or nothing.

Maybe we don't vote.

Will you be the one to go
out there and tell him
we're gonna refuse.

TAMMI: We have
to treat this like we would
if we were outside.

We rehash the facts,

determine if he broke the law.

He broke the law
when he profiled.

That doesn't mean
he planned to kill that kid.

It doesn't have to,

by his own words,
it's plain and simple,

He should have never
been in that position.

It's not plain.
It's not simple.

It's a police officer's life,

his family, his reputation.

Reputation.
Are you serious right now?

Talking about
fucking reputation?

It's funny how you wanna
talk about reputation now.

They don't talk
about reputation

when they sending Blacks
and Latinos away for life.

All right, we need
to stay productive, here.

You just need
to stay on point, okay?

And let's be clear,
we're not sentencing him.

We're just determining guilt.

Now, why do you think
he is not guilty?

Pulling someone over
is the most dangerous action

a cop does on a daily basis.

That's just dangerous.

INMATE: So you'll
be blind to the fact

that it became dangerous
because he thought
he was black?

PARKING ATTENDANT:
Are we here to determine
if the cop broke the law?

INMATE: We're here
to find the truth, homeboy.

We're here to find
the truth.

[SIGHS]

You good?

Yeah, I'm all right.

You?

I'm cool.

Well, this needs
closure, man.

We'll get it.

One way or another.

I still don't know why
they let him leave
the crime scene.

Doesn't everyone else
have to make a statement
right away?

-Right?
-He was getting
the story straight.

JANET: Or maybe
just to get him away

to help him calm down.

Killing a kid
must be traumatizing.

But seeing your child killed
has to be traumatic, too.

You have thoughts, Jordin?

I mean, I'm not sure
we're gonna get anywhere

if everyone
doesn't contribute

and add something here.

I grew up middle class.

I actually have an uncle
who was a cop,

and, I believe, a good man.

So, um...

I've been
a little conflicted.

It's hard for me to believe
that all cops are bad.

Do I think that police have
a dangerous job? Of course.

Do I think
that Officer Randall

woke up that morning

thinking about killing
someone's kid? No.

Can I say,
without a shadow of a doubt,

that race was
the driving force around

Kajani Jefferson
being killed?

I don't know.

I look around this precinct

and I see stickers
and banners that say,

"Back the blue"
and "Support our police."

Things left over from
the backlash of Kajani
getting killed.

But I haven't seen
anything acknowledging

that a kid lost his life.

A citizen who was expected
to be a patriot.

How can anyone
who has this...

This history of pain
and poverty

and subjugation
be expected to be

a patriot, proud to be
an American,

only to be shot down
because of their
American skin?

And how could
anyone patriotic
ignore these killings

and yet pride
themselves on being
a part of a great nation?

Great nations aren't great
because they oppress,

but because they liberate,

not because they kill,
but because they heal.

Police and soldiers

should be the
gatekeepers
of that truth

and should protect it
with their lives.

Fuck, man,
this fucking sucks.

This really actually
fucking sucks.

It sucks.
People are dying.
Kids are dying.

I don't wanna hear
another story of
a black kid

killed by a cop.

Yeah, I don't
wanna hear how
[SNIFFLES]

the cop did the right thing

no matter the circumstances,

and I don't wanna
have to see another
mother and father

just grieving and powerless
and pushed to the point with...

Where they're willing
to give their own lives.

[SNIFFLES]
So if it means us

doing the right thing

will make this man
have to suffer.

If it means us
having to hold
him accountable

so that police
everywhere would just

take a beat

before they
make his mistake...

then so be it.

[MAN EXHALES]

[COUGHING]

They're ready, nephew.

Officer Michael Randall

in the murder
of Kajani Jefferson,

we, the jury, find you...

guilty.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

SGT. REYES:
What does that mean?

What does that mean?

-What did you do, huh?
-Hey, hey!

What did you do?

-OFFICER 1: Don't,
don't do this.
-OFFICER 2: What are you doing?

On his knees.

[OFFICER YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

Is this yours?

Yes.

Call your wife and kid.

Call them

on video.

[PHONE LINE RINGING]

My, God. Thank God.

-Yeah, baby.
-Honey.

Are you okay?
You coming out?
Is everything okay?

No, I don't think
I'm coming out.

What's going on, baby?
What's going on?

I've got someone here
who wants to talk to you.

He's taking
the phone from me.

Dad.

Hey, buddy.

Are you okay?

I'm good.
Your picture's on TV.

When are you
coming home?

You know I...

I love you, kid.

All right. You gotta...
You take care of your mom.

[SNIFFLES]

Mike, Mike,
you're scaring him.
What's going on?

I'm not gonna
make it out of it.

What? What are you
talking about?
No, no, no, no, no.

Don't talk like that.

You know,
I made a mistake,

and, uh...

No, no, no, no, no.
Mike, listen to me.

I'm coming, okay?

In two seconds, right now.

I... I love you.

I'm gonna get Jason.
I'm gonna come
to you right now.

-I love you so much.
-I'm gonna come
to you right now.

Look...[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[GUN CLICKS]

[CRYING]

That indescribable feeling

I've been carrying
the last year
and a half.

Now you know.

I'm sorry. [SOBBING]

I'm so sorry.

[CONTINUES CRYING]

[CONTINUES CRYING]

That's it?

Yup. [CLEARS THROAT]

I did what I came to do.

I'll take it all the way
if they let me

serve whatever time
they throw at me.

Well, at least no cops died.

That's the miracle, right?

That was the plan.

How did you know
they would convict?

I didn't.

So all of this

was to make the cops see?

No.

Just to make the world see.

That's why you're here.

[CLIPS]

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

I'll see you
on the other side.

You know for the first
time in my life, I feel like

I'm the one
questioning everything.

You know, if it's okay,

I'd like to
walk out with you.

Not as an enemy.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[SIREN WAILING]

You might want to put that down?

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

This is Officer Mike Randall.

I'm walking out
with Lincoln Jefferson.
He's unarmed.

I repeat, he's unarmed!

-[GUN FIRES]
-[GLASS BREAKING]

Linc! Linc, no!

No! No!

Linc, no! Get up! No!

Lincoln!

And we have
breaking news tonight.

Authorities have
confirmed

that ex-marine
Lincoln Jefferson

was killed just
minutes ago

when he attempted
to exit the downtown
police department

while holding
several hostages.

...unconfirmed reports
on social media

that Lincoln Jefferson
may have had contact

with Islamic extremists.

Information that many say
further suggests

a suicide mission.

He was clearly suffering

from some sort
of mental illness.

It's just so sad.

We do have to
switch gears now

and toss it over
to Steve, with sports.

Basketball season
is finally upon us,

and, hey, we have
plenty of early season
tournament action

about the kickoff
here in November.

But before we get
to any of that,

we gotta talk
about my man

Mon'Quarion Washington.

M&M, the six foot nine,
225 pound senior,
is a monster on the court.

♪ I know
I've been changed

♪ I know
I've been changed

♪ I know
I've been changed

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In heaven

♪ Done signed my name

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What are we supposed to do?

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Instead of shooting
Since Martin Luther

♪ On our necks been
A noose that never loosens

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♪ We're due for a revolution

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Crooked constitution

♪ It hasn't been that long

♪ Since you acknowledged me
As a human

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♪ To moralize
Our contribution

♪ You call us
Thugs and gangsters

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When you shoot us

♪ Everything you say I am

♪ You about to
Turn me into a gangster

♪ Well, if you
Don't believe

♪ That I've
Been redeemed

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In heaven

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♪ Well, follow me down

♪ To that old Jordan stream

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In heaven

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I've been changed

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I've been changed

♪ Good Lord

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I've been changed

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In heaven

♪ Done signed my name

♪ You see,
Riots ain't change the rules

♪ And looting's
Not changing laws

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♪ 'Cause they fight us
With firearms

♪ So maybe we should
Go get a license

♪ To fire ours

♪ And to turn
Gangsters into mobs

♪ A ghetto National Guard

♪ We pressin' all oppressors

♪ That stress
It's just their job

♪ To detect us by complexion

♪ And strip us
From who we are

♪ If I pull the gun on you

♪ And you aim one
Back at my dome

♪ We shot at the same time

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Will God be on?

♪ I know
I've been changed

♪ You know that

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I've been changed

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I've been changed

♪ You know the angels
In heaven

♪ Done signed my name

♪ Amen