All language subtitles for All American Homecoming s02e11 I Can Tell.eng

♪ Who-oa, ah, oh

♪ Who-oa...

♪ I must be lost
in my regrets ♪

♪ I must be down,
I must be stressed ♪

♪ I've got, like,
13 years of age ♪

♪ That I ain't still got
off my chest ♪

♪ There must be so much more
to life ♪

♪ If I had diamonds
and baguettes ♪

♪ I must be stupid...shady

♪ Must be down,
I must be stressed ♪

♪ I must be
cooler than glaciers ♪

♪ I'm straight as
the lines on my paper ♪

♪ I must be out of my nature

♪ Put that on
my Lord and my Savior ♪

♪ I must be ready for more

♪ Universe spoke,
I must be ♪

♪ I know, know

Man: Sleeping with
your eyes open. Heh!

That is quite
the skill, Ms. Hicks.

I'm sorry,
Professor Walton.

No, no. I get it.

Midterms week
is stressful.

So, I understand
why your paper

didn't quite
hit the mark.

With all due respect,
Professor Walton,

I think that my paper
on food insecurity

as a public health crisis
was pretty on point.

Full of facts
and figures

but no personal connection
to the topic.

But this is a real issue
in this country

that I empathize with.

In order
to improve public health,

you have to first understand
how it affects you personally.

So, are you gonna
fail me?

No. I'm going
to invite you

to dig deeper
and submit a new paper.

Wait. Are you serious?

As serious as
the 8 a.m. deadline

by which time all grades
must be posted.

Have a productive
evening, Ms. Hicks.

J.R.: Man. Couldn't
even use a calculator.

Finals is gonna be wild.

Ahh. Yo, D., have you
heard a word I said?

What? My bad, bro.
Uh, what's up?

Bro, what got you
zoned out?

Look, me and, uh...
Simone, we...

kinda had a moment.

Y'all have
a lot of moments.

Yeah, but now she's
not talking to me.

That ain't new, either.
Come on.

Marcus: Hey, I'm sorry
to interrupt, fellas,

but, Damon, I need you
for a minute.

No. You're good.
What's up, Coach?

The faculty grades
the team exams early

so I can get ahead of
any academic issues.

But, Damon, I'm
afraid to say that

you failed
your stats midterm.

[Scoffs]

Nah, Coach.
Like, it was hard,

but, like,
me failing it?

This lowers
your GPA to 2.5.

Oh, we good.
NCAA requirement is 2.0.

Yeah, but ours isn't.
Remember?

Post-cheating scandal,
you raised ours to 2.75.

I needed this to be
clear to everyone

that my boys are for
real student-athletes.

Come on, Coach. Damon's
still grieving his father.

Look, without our ace pitcher,
our rankings could drop.

Couldn't you just make
an exception for us just this one time?

They can't do that, J.
Our education comes first.

I just gotta figure out
a way to raise my GPA.

Until that happens,
you're academically ineligible to play.

Pledges: On the campus
of Bringston is where we begin.

5 fearrrr-less brothers in 1910.

Faith of a mustard seed.
They defied the odds.

Passed the baton...

-Hut.
-Hut.

-Hut.
-Hut.

Hut!

All: knowing
their legacy would carry on.

Kappa! Epsilon! Kappa!
Innnn-corporated!

K-E-K...

[Pledge groans]
Hold up!

Why it look like some of
y'all haven't practiced?

Lou, to the front.

Lou: Yes, big brother, sir.
J.R.: Why you limping?

I rolled my ankle
practicing

the routine,
big brother, sir.

This process too hard
for you?

No, big brother, sir.

And what about
the rest of y'all?

Hmm?
Why you dragging?

Julian:
Hey, um, let's call it.

You said you didn't wanna
push 'em too hard.

That don't mean we gotta
have a weak-ass line.

I expect these dudes to
be able to do the work.

Probate is
in a few weeks.

We should be
much further along than this.

Hey, I'm with you,
but it's midterms.

Let's cut 'em some slack.

Huh. All right.

We'll pick this
back up tomorrow.

Don't forget about

the mandatory
study hall tonight.

You're dismissed.

Hey, what's up with you?

You ain't get that
limp in rehearsal,

'cause you ain't been
at rehearsal all week.

Barely none of y'all
have.

Don't worry
about it, bruh.

You for real?

Ain't bonding
and building trust the whole point of this?

It is, but some things
are different.

I'll talk to you later.

Simone: Nate, I don't
know how you manage

to look like that

when everyone's
drip is drying.

I'm on
the campaign trail,

trying to secure
more votes.

The "Bringston Gazette's"
latest poll results dropped this morning.

Nico has 27% of the vote.
I only have 21.

Well, you're not
in the lead,

but you're
still in there.

At least I'm ahead
of Wilinda.

I cannot believe

"Little Miss File
a Formal Complaint for Everything"

is running.

Simone, I've gotta
step up my game.

Well, since you need
to reach voters,

why don't you
plan an event?

With everyone stressed
about midterms,

I could host an event
to help people

relax, relate, release.

Exactly. And I love that.

[Cell phone chimes]

Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ignoring texts from Damon.

Tea now,
please and thank you.

No. There's no tea.

You know I have a sixth sense
for messy drama, right?

And, girl, right now,
that alarm is sounding off.

Well, there is no mess,
and there is no drama.

Take your time,
but eventually,

Miss Nathaniel
learns all.

Hey. Did you
get my text?

I was hoping
we could talk.

Yeah. I saw it.

Just been busy with
midterms and everything.

I mean, I got
midterm stuff, too,

but I think we should
talk about what happened.

[Cell phones chiming]

Simone.

Yo, are you really
checking your phone right now?

I'm trying
to talk to you.

There's a new
Yard Yack post.

I think we have
more pressing things

to talk about
other than Yard Yack.

Oh, my God.
"Star male athlete

"seen leaving the room
of rising star female athlete

"in Taylor-Moore Hall.

More to come."

Damon, this Yard Yack
post is about us.

I'm on line for PKZ

and if they find out
about this, I'm dropped.

That post can be
about anyone.

I can't lose PKZ, Damon.
I have to go.

Oh, hey, hey, look.

Let's just, like,
work this out together.

Like, let me help.

No! It'll just
fuel the gossip.

I'll just handle it myself,
but, honestly, until then,

we need distance.

Simone.

Man: Midterms may be stressful,

but they aren't impossible.

Remember the tools
we learned today.

OK. Thanks for coming.

Dr. Hall, thanks for coming
on such short notice.

Man, I appreciate that.

Listen, are we
still set for therapy later this week?

We are, but a check-in
never hurt.

Take a seat.

Oh, man.

So...how's your mood?

I feel great, man.

I told Amara
that I love her.

I kissed her,
and I was nervous in the moment,

but when she kissed me
back, man, heh,

it felt right, Doc.

Marcus, can you
tell me what you're feeling right now?

I'm happy, euphoric.

When was the last time
you felt this way?

Last semester,
around the time of

the baseball barbecue...

and my hypomanic episode.

Love and relationships
can feel different

for people living
with mood disorders.

It can trigger erratic
behavior and fixation.

Now, I'm not saying that
that's what's happening here.

I just want you
to be aware.

We can dive in deeper
during our session,

make sure you
get to hold

onto this beautiful thing
you're experiencing.

Cam: Yo, you checked out
Yard Yack?

Not you, too.

Whoa. Blame Keisha,

though it is
weirdly addicting.

Look, everybody needs
to mind their damn business

and stop posting
everything they see.

Bro, I'm gonna need you
to bring it down a notch.

You good?

No. I failed
my stats midterm,

and I'm not eligible to play
until I get my grades up.

Damn. OK, well, did you

talk to your professor
about what's going on?

I mean, you did
just bury your dad.

You can't tell me
that's not a part of this.

Look, I'm not about to use
grief as an excuse, all right?

Then use it
as an explanation.

We all process
grief differently, D.

Grief or not, I should've
passed my stats midterm.

OK, well, then
why didn't you? Hmm?

I mean, I saw you
when you had that little study group up in here.

You were schooling 'em.

Yeah. I was...

I don't know.
Maybe it was, like,

the test itself
or something.

All right,
so, it's a you problem

or it's a test problem.

Either way, it's worth
a conversation,

especially with your
eligibility at stake.

Excuse me,
but you'll need to vacate the area.

I reserved
the common room for a campaign event.

That can't be right
because I reserved it.

Are you calling me a liar?

No. You don't lie
to get what you want.

You're more of a "speak
to the manager" type.

But it won't do you
any good,

because Keisha's
in back-to-back midterms.

But I texted her earlier,
and she confirmed

that I can use
the room. See?

I wrote my name
on the clipboard,

so, I'm not
cancelling my event.

Well, that's a problem,
because neither am I.

OK, well, why don't
you guys

just both have your
events on different sides of the room?

Two against one, and you
chose to compromise?

You need to reach
voters, right?

Now you can talk to
the ones that are

coming to your event,
and you can talk to hers.

Nathaniel: You're brilliant.
Simone: I know.

Anyway, I need a favor.

So, you know
the Yard Yack between the two athletes.

Girl, yes.
Everybody's waiting for the deets on that one.

Oh, my Lord.
It's about you and Lando.

No! It's about
you and Damon?

I don't know. Maybe.
I'm not 100% sure.

Well, I need deets,
because it must be juicy if you're avoiding him.

Nate, focus, please.

Can you please ask your
computer science friend

to work some kind of
magic and figure out who posted it?

And if they find them,
then what?

Then I will
kindly ask them

to stop putting my
business in the streets.

And if being polite
doesn't work?

Then I will go
full Solange on them in the elevator.

OK, we don't need
none of that.

But, Simone,
what about Thea?

None of this was planned,

and in my defense,
Thea broke up with Damon.

Mind you,
we're not even friends,

non-fighting teammates
at best right now.

Sweetie,
those technicalities

don't make your boots
any less messy.

And if word gets out,

it's only gonna get messier
for you and him.

[Knock on door]

Hey, Damon.

Hey, Dr. P.
You have a minute?

Of course.
What's on your mind?

I failed my stats midterm,

and I know the material,
and I think that

I figured out, like,
why I failed.

I just want some advice.

I'm all ears.

So, in class, I'm good,

because we use
hands-on demonstrations.

But since the test
was paper...

The issue is
how the information

on the midterm
was presented.

Exactly. Like,
I did some research,

and there are
different types of learners,

and I think that I'm
a kinesthetic learner.

Amara: Hmm.
Damon: At least with numbers.

I do better with
hands-on stuff. Always have.

Well, if that's
the case,

you were at
a disadvantage.

I think your professor
would be receptive,

but only if you go in
with a solution.

Find a way to prove you
understand the material

that fits
your learning style.

But you need to
do that before 8 a.m.,

when all the grades
have to be in.

Uh, OK, um,
uh, thanks, Dr. P.

Damon, is there
anything else on your mind?

Nah, just
midterm stuff.

You sure?
We haven't really had

a chance to talk
since you got back from Chicago.

I'm sorry about your dad.

Thanks, but focusing
on school has--

has really helped.

I'm good.
I promise, Dr. P.

If that changes...
I'm here.

[Music playing]

-I know.
-That was insane.

I mean, finding
a meeting place on campus

became difficult
for our group.

Us, too.

We pivoted
to prayer walks,

but we eventually
had to disband.

-Like, completely disband?
-Completely.

Nathaniel: Are you talking
about Lions' Den,

the Bible study group that
used to meet in Height Hall?

Yeah.

If you don't
mind, Nathaniel,

this is a private
conversation.

Wait.
You used to attend

Bible study, right?

I thought I recognized you.

I did.
It really helped me

maintain my relationship
with God

when I first got to campus,

but now we just
yell at each other

on my morning walks.

[Woman and Nate laugh]

You have
a relationship with God?

I do.
Why does that surprise you?

Because I just think
people of faith

should, you know,

live out their faith
in their everyday lives.

Woman: That is so true.

I can't stand hypocritical
religious people.

I mean, it's easy to say
you're a believer,

but if your life
isn't bearing fruit,

then you're just talking.
I mean--

Well, I think
people of faith

come in different shapes,
colors, walks of life,

and I think the worst thing
that we can do

is judge others
because their walk

may look a little
different than ours

but who are heading
in the same direction.

Because there are
plenty of people out here

who would love to silence
our right to exercise our faith.

Take current SGA president
Nico Logan, for example.

The reason Lions' Den
no longer exists

is because he made it
hard to book space,

and then he cut funding.

However, I'm committed
to not only supporting

religious groups on campus

but supporting
the smaller groups as well.

I'd love to hear more.

Well, I'd--I'd love
to tell y'all more.

[Indistinct conversations]

Melody: Hey, you made it.
Simone: Hey.

As study sessions go,
this is dope as hell.

Yeah. I mean, there's
a reason why PKZ and KEK

have the highest GPAs
on campus.

I actually really could use
some help on my midterm.

And you'll get it

after you serve
your big sisters.

But I thought
the study group was for pledges, too.

It is for you,

but right now,
it's for us.

Get to work.

Simone and Melody:
Yes, big sister.

Simone: Hey, Jeanelle.
Sorry we're late.

Hey.

Melody: Thanks.

Did y'all see
that Yard Yack post?

Yeah. But I can't
tell you the name

of a single athlete
at Bringston, except Damon Sims

and you, Simone.

Well, it sucks that
someone's business

is gonna be
put out on the street.

It's only worthy
of a Yard Yack post

if the hookup
is scandalous.

I wonder
what the actual scandal is.

Maybe they're
cheating.

I feel for the girl,
because, you know,

once names get revealed,
people are gonna come for her.

Jeanelle:
So true. She'll be called a ho,

and he'll be
getting daps.

What do you think
Aqueelah would do

if she found out the post
was about one of us?

My advice would be
to make sure she doesn't.

Cam: Protein shake?

Yeah, thanks, man.

Yo. About earlier,
I'm sorry, bruh.

Man, I don't want
no apology.

I want
an explanation because

most of our line is
MIA half the time.

I know.
For real, I do, but...

I can't tell you
where we be going.

Why not?
Ain't we supposed to be

able to tell
each other everything?

That's just it.
I can't tell you

because of
who you might tell.

Bruh, what are you
talking about?

You're tight with J.R.
That's not your fault,

but there's things
I can't talk about with you.

But you and me
still cool, all right?

[Indistinct chatter]

Stop pretending
to be religious

to steal my votes.

OK, I emulate Olivia Pope
in fashion sense only.

I run a clean campaign.

And for the record,

my faith
means everything to me.

But you would rather
make assumptions than get to know someone.

I've never seen you
at chapel on Sunday.

There's more than one church
in Atlanta, Wilinda.

You know that, right?

If there's anyone pretending
to be religious here, it's you.

[Cell phones chiming
and vibrating]

Wait. Where y'all going?
The event isn't over yet.

Nico set up free food
in West Campus.

Pizza, chicken,
and waffles.

But didn't I just
give a whole speech

about how Nico ain't for us?

Apparently,
free food trumps freedom of religion.

Chiiild: ♪ Sometimes I feel
like I'm just sitting around ♪

♪ Waiting for something
to take over my mind ♪

Simone, voice-over:
From the moment we met,

there was always
something between us.

Chiiild: ♪ If you tell me
I'm all right... ♪

Damon, voice-over:
Do you ever wonder what things

would've been like
between us...

[Both laugh]

like, had timing
been different?

All the time.

Chiiild:
♪ I've been wasting time

♪ I should probably
realize I need you ♪

♪ I've been wasting time

Damon. Hey.

Hey. Um...

you said you were here

if I needed
to talk, so, I--

Of course. Of course.
Come in.

[Both chuckle]

You were expecting someone.
I should've called first, Dr. P.

I'm just gonna--

Damon, come in.
We have time.

Come on.

I tried to do what
you said, Dr. P.,

and figure out
a way to prove

I understood
my midterm,

but I just...
I couldn't concentrate.

Was it too noisy?

Too quiet.

I heard every single
one of my thoughts.

I thought coming
back to school,

you know, would be
good for me,

but I'm just
messing it all up.

And everyone
is telling me

it's because
I'm grieving,

but I don't want grief
to control my life.

I lost my father
when I was in college, too.

Grief is your brain
trying to reconcile two worlds--

the one with
your father in it

and the one
without him.

But you're
still you, Damon.

You will find a way
to move forward.

How?

By talking to the people
who love you,

by being honest
about your feelings.

Hey, come on, Dr. P.

If I'm honest and I
get closer to people,

it's just gonna hurt
more if I lose them, too.

That's the great
riddle of life.

We don't know
what the future holds,

but that's exactly
the reason

to tell your family,
both blood and chosen,

how much you care.

Woman: Hey, J.R.
J.R.: How you doing?

Hey, Cam, I've been
noticing some tension

with your line brothers
this past week or two.

Cam: No, big brother,
sir. There's no--

Hey, hey, chill.

I just want to talk
to you as a friend.

You can't be my friend
and my DP.

That right there
is why the guys are trippin' on me.

They said that?

OK, fine. I'm your DP now.

And you better
tell me everything.

Look, it's not about
what they're saying.

My line brothers keep
driving off campus somewhere together.

Is that why they
were dragging today and where Lou got the limp?

Look, I know I wanted
to join KEK at first for the scholarships,

but now I see
it's more than that,

and I want to be a part
of this brotherhood.

I was tight with
my line brothers,

but now there's distance
with some of them,

and they gonna keep
widening that distance

if you don't start
treating me like everybody else.

I do treat you
like everybody else.

Really? Have you had this
conversation with Perry?

He's the ace.

Go study, man.

You're dismissed.

Yes, big brother, sir.

Amara: What about that one?
The Edelman grant.

It says it's
specifically for schools with under 5,000 students.

True, but it has
STEM requirements.

That building
Marcus is going rogue

to help you steal from
the Athletics Department,

will it have a science or
an engineering component?

I don't--
[Cell phone chimes]

Oh. I'm sorry.
I will put that on silent. OK, what were you...

Or you could tell me
who was texting you.

Girl, heh.

I have all night.

It's...Zeke.

I've been seeing him
for a couple months.

Seeing him?

Is it serious?

Kind of.
But, suddenly,

Marcus is back
in the picture.

He kissed me,
and now I have

two viable
romantic interests

and no idea what to do.

Yes, girl.

Show these young hos
how we do it!

OK, you see?

This is why I don't tell
you things, Candace.

Just let me have this.

Start from
the beginning.

Don't leave
anything out.

[Sighs]

Distract me.
What are you writing?

I'm writing a essay about

a public health crisis
that personally affects me.

So, my topic
is nutrition.

Professor Walton?

Mm-hmm.

You do you,
but Walton loves out-of-the-box thinking.

When I took that class,
I wrote about

midterm stress
as a health crisis.

He ate it up.

Thanks.

[Cell phone vibrating]

Oh. I've gotta
take this.

Hey. OK, please tell me
something good.

I'm so sorry,
but my connection hit a dead end.

No idea who posted
about the hookup on Yard Yack.

So, that's it?
My business is just

out on the streets for
people to speculate about,

and there's
nothing I can do?

Well, first of all,

I'll remind you again
that the post

doesn't specifically
name you.

And, second, there are
two things you can do,

but you're not gonna
like either one of them.

Try me.
I'm desperate.

Get real with yourself.

You're working
yourself up over who made the post

as a way to avoid what's
really bothering you--

why you kissed Damon.

Nate, I cannot think
about Damon right now,

so next.
What's the other option?

Get ahead of it.

If there's someone
who shouldn't find out

from Yard Yack,
you should tell them.

Well, you were right.
Both of those options sucked.

But you tried,
so thanks.

OK, guys, so,
I really messed up.

I think the Yard Yack
post is about me

and Aqueelah's gonna
find out anyway,

so we'll either
all be taking this L,

or she'll just
be done with it

and then kick me
off the line.

I know it was
a dumb mistake,

but it's just gonna
blow everything up.

Screw it.

I told my boyfriend
I couldn't see him for 6 weeks.

We only lasted 4 days.

[Laughter]

Melody: Well, um,
sometimes I, um...

wear makeup when
I'm alone at night,

like, lashes and everything.

[Laughter]

Well, I'm glad
to know our ace isn't perfect.

Well, I guess
we all make mistakes.

Simone: Yeah.
[Laughter]

Melody: Yeah, well,
whatever happens, we got you.

Yup.

[Laughter]

Thanks, guys.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Cell phones chiming]

Woman: There's a new
post on Yard Yack

about the athlete
hookup. Wait.

This is
about Blake Foster, the basketball player,

and Zoe Clark,
a volleyball player.

Jeanelle: And Zoe's the one
that made the update.

So she just outed herself?

Yeah. "If you find
this entertaining, go touch some grass,

'cause it's toxic.
You're talking about a real person. Me."

That's bold. Don't know
if I would've had the ovaries to do that.

Yeah, why did she do that?

You're in the clear,
so does it matter?

Yeah. I think it does.

[Nathaniel clears throat]

Hey, uh, Nate.
Have you seen Simone?

She's not answering
any of my texts.

Uh, I think
she's still studying.

Hey, um,
how was the event?

It ended early.
Nico offered free food,

and, unfortunately,
I can't compete with all of that noise.

Sorry to hear that.

Look, I know you would've
been a great president.

Child, I know.
That's why I'm keeping the faith.

Being president
will be

a part of my journey
here at Bringston.

So it's that easy
for you to keep believing?

"Hebrews" 11:1.

"Now faith is
the substance of things hoped for,

the evidence of
things not seen."

Ever since I came
to BU,

I've been
searching for my path,

and, well, I think
student government is it.

So, yeah, the polls may
have me down this time,

but next year?
Oh, just watch me.

So, wait.
Are you talking about

the polls in
the school papers?

Yeah. They offered
the candidates all the raw data,

but I'm not sure
what to do with it.

Mind if I take a look?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

All right.

All right.
They polled 500 students,

and everyone
who took the poll got to rank their choices.

All right. I could use...

plurality with
elimination method

and see if it
tells us anything.

Now let's see what happens
when we drop out

the lowest-polling
candidate.

Yo, 29 of their voters picked
you as their second choice.

If we add all that up...

the race is much closer
than you think. Look.

Nate, you slide
into second place.

Nico with 137 votes
and you with 135.

Uh, look, my bad
if I overstepped.

Please. You can
math-splain to me anytime.

That is the fastest
my faith has ever been justified.

You told me everything
I needed

to stay competitive
in the race.

And you just helped me
solve my midterm.

Oh, my God.
Thank you.

Everybody besides Cam and Zaire,
stand up.

Hey, bro,
let's have a sidebar.

Nah. There's been
enough stuff going on in secret.

You been holding
a separate underground line

for these pledges?

And before you open
your mouth and lie...

just know it'll
make it worse.

So, am I right?

Somebody had to show them
what it really takes

to become a KEK brother.

You know, I'm
disappointed in y'all.

One--for betraying
your fellow line brother

and two--for thinking you
could sneak behind my back.

I'm the DP!

You should've
come to me.

All y'all are
dropped from this line.

Big brother J.R.

With all due respect,

I can't let my brothers
go out like that.

We all started
this process together,

and while I do
feel betrayed

by some of
my brothers,

one thing you always
taught us is

to stick by
our brothers' side,

especially when our backs
are against the wall.

One of
our brother's mistakes

is all of our mistakes.

So, if you
gonna drop them...

you gonna have to
drop the whole line.

Y'all better
be glad y'all got some real-ass brothers

who down to ride for y'all,

'cause all y'all
would be done.

J.R.: Sit down.

I'mma give y'all
one last chance

to finish out y'all's
process my way.

And if I get so much as a breeze
of this happening again,

all y'all are gonna be done.

And that's a promise.

I'm gonna deal with you later.

[Music playing]

[Candace chuckles]

Anything else
for Zeke?

We got stable,
handsome, mature,

successful doctor,
mansion--

It's not a mansion.
I told you

not to put that
on the list.

A pro is a pro.

[Chuckles]

[Laughing]
OK. Now Marcus.

He's inspiring,
supportive,

tender, nostalgic.

We just--we have
so much history together.

He's the one that got away.

Technically,
he let me get away.

But he realized
his mistake.

At the worst
possible time.

I'm essentially
his boss.

Candace, I can't
go down that road.

I'd look
unprofessional and unethical.

I've already been
the subject of gossip

more times than
I can count.

Candace: And I get that. I do.
Amara: Mm-hmm.

But Marcus
is your Day 1.

Sometimes the risky choice
is the right choice.

Mayila Jones: ♪ Feelin' me

♪ So why don't you
feel on me, hey, yeah ♪

Zoe? Hey.
Um, I was wondering

if I could talk to you
about Yard Yack

for an essay
that I'm writing.

I already said
all I needed to say in my post.

I respect that.

I just wanted to
let you know that

I thought that what
you did was badass

and I hope you find
your peace.

I did.

That's why I admitted
the post was about me.

Everyone has
their answer. They'll move on to the next.

Yeah.

For a second,
I kinda thought

the post was about me.

My anxiety was next-level.

That app is
literally the worst.

The worst...

but damn addicting.

I mean,
if I don't check it, I get major FOMO,

and if I do check it,
I start comparing myself to everyone.

Same.

I have to write a paper
about a public health crisis,

and I was struggling
to find a topic

until I realized that
I was living through one

via social media today.

That's the essay I wanted
to talk to you about.

I guess we both
learned our lesson,

and we will
be deleting the app

off our phones
forever, right?

Simone: Hmm. Ha ha.
[Both chuckle]

Real talk?

There was
a silver lining in it for me.

I mean, Blake and I
weren't doing anything wrong.

He's single, I'm single.

That post just
made me realize that

I needed to be honest
about what I wanted,

with him
and with myself.

I heard your conversation
with Damon earlier.

I'm very sensitive
to loud sounds.

Wilinda, this is
not the time.

Why? Because you're
waiting on Kwame Evans?

And as soon as he gets here,
you'll remind him

that he's
the lowest-polling candidate

and ask him to drop
out of the race?

OK. So, I'm gonna
need you

to use your powers
of eavesdropping

for good and not evil.

I did. I already
talked to Kwame.

He's dropping out,
and I am, too.

Now, why would
you do that?

I only decided
to run for president

because no one on campus
was talking about faith.

But you are.

And you've got the best
chance of beating Nico.

That's--that's
very gracious of you.

For the record,
I always admired

your campaign slogan:

"Never Too Old
to Vote Young."

And--and your posters
were always on point, too.

I wish I could say
the same about yours.

Your slogan could've
been better.

And here I was mistaking
this for a nice moment.

Like, why don't you
incorporate your first name?

"Accept Your Fate.
Vote for Nate."

Or "President Nate
Will Be First-Rate."

It's really a no-brainer.

Oh, and one more thing:
You're spending

way too much time
trying to woo the Greeks.

Your bestie's
a tennis player

and you're totally
ignoring the athletes.

I mean, I had the whole
golf team to back me.

Wilinda, what if you
joined my campaign?

Well, now that
you mention it,

I would make an excellent
campaign manager.

I accept. Let's meet
tomorrow at 8 a.m.?

Period.

[Exhales]

Yo, Nate.

Hey.

I talked to my professor,
and I did

a whole presentation
on Canva

using the data that
you gave me, and boom.

He dug it. He's bumping
me up a grade.

It sounds like you ate.
Congrats!

Oh, thanks.

Um...

I should talk to Simone.

That means that
what happened was real.

I'm not sure I follow.

Like, this whole time,
I've been worried that

my dad's death
was affecting my decisions and thoughts,

but I passed my midterm.

Like, I didn't fail
because of grief.

So, that means
that what happened, you know, between us

wasn't grief, either.

It was real. Heh!

Come on.
I know her enough to know she told you.

Damon, I'm not
sure if this is

the take-away
from all of this.

I'mma go wait for her
at the dorms, all right?

Thanks for listening.

Hey. Been looking
for you.

About earlier.
You calmed down yet?

I'm relieving you of
your duties as ADP.

Bro, what?
We're line brothers.

We've been
through hell together. This is what you gonna do?

No, you did this.

You put the entire
chapter in jeopardy.

You're done.

Excuse me.

Why is he so mad?

Ignore him.
I got your text about Damon.

What's going on
with him?

I'm assuming you're
aware of the incident

involving a tennis player,
a baseball player, and a pair of lips?

Nah. Damon was
about to tell me,

but then
he got interrupted.

I got caught up with
some KEK stuff today. What's going on?

Well, let me tell you
what I've noticed.

Simone on the verge of
breaking down,

unable to confront
her feelings,

and then Damon
waxing poetic about grief

and--and trying to
connect these dots

that may not
even be there.

This isn't good
for either one of them.

And it's not
good for Damon.

He needs our chosen family
now more than anything.

It's the strength
of our friendship that get us through.

Do you remember
what happened when we lost family dinner?

Everything went to hell.
J.R., I think we have to do something

because, eventually,
Simone and Damon are gonna talk.

What's your suggestion?

That if we love them

and want to
spare them heartache,

then we stop them from
doing something stupid,

like turning
a grief-filled kiss into something

that will torpedo
their friendship and all of ours.

[Knock on door]

Hey. Marcus.

I'm sorry to
show up unannounced.

It's OK.
Come on in.

I need to be completely
honest about something.

I'm seeing someone else.

I knew that was
a possibility...

but I'm willing to
fight for us, Amara.

Two days ago, you said
something about timing,

and I'm--I'm afraid
we missed our moment.

I don't believe that.

Look, I've done
the work in therapy,

and it made me
want something real.

It's what we had before.

I admit it was real,

but I can't ignore
the fact that I'm your boss.

There's gotta be
a loophole

to allow us
to work together,

to be together.

We just have
to find it, Amara...

if it's what you want.

It's what I want.

J.R.: Damon, what up, bro?

What's up, man?

Came to check on you.

Find a way to raise
your GPA yet?

Actually, I fixed
my midterm grade,

and now I'm not
riding the bench, baby.

[Laughter]
You feel me?

Man, that's dope.
Man, I'm proud of you.

Thank you, man.

Now all I gotta do
is talk to Simone.

Hmm.

Bro, this whole time
I've been trying

to convince myself
that it's not right,

but nothing feels more
right than her, man.

J., I think I'm
gonna tell her that

she's the one for me.

Are you sure that's
a good idea?

Where you been?

At the library.

I was finishing
my midterm paper,

and it's giving A+.

You were really going
through it today,

but you seem better.

Yeah. I'm feeling better.

I realized I don't regret

what happened between
me and Damon.

It meant something.

I don't know what,
but it definitely did mean something,

and I'm gonna tell him.

Together we'll just
figure out the rest.

I'm saying this
as a friend,

but I think maybe
you should hit pause on that.

You just buried
your father, bro.

Damon is grieving.

He's not a prime candidate
to start a relationship.

I mean, don't get it
twisted. I love Simone.

But if and when you
start something with her,

you don't ever want
to question the timing.

Plus, you're on line,
so that means no boys.

J.R.: I mean, not to mention,
Thea, your ex,

Simone's teammate
and sometimes friend.

Don't you think you're
moving on a little too fast?

Nathaniel: And I know
you claim, "I'm not worried about her,"

but I know you
well enough to know that that isn't true.

J.R.: It might be different
if Simone was a random girl,

but if she don't feel the same,

you could lose
one of your best friends.

Uh...

look, uh, you wanna
give me a minute?

I guess I just have
some things to think about.

♪ I'm only
getting half of you ♪

♪ I'm only giving half of me

♪ The secret is
on our lips... ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Thanks for coming.

I just needed
to clear my head.

Yeah. I mean,
today was wild.

Mm.

I'm glad that
that Yard Yack stuff wasn't about us, though.

Ha ha! Me, too.

And I'm sorry that
I overreacted about it.

I just was
trying to process

what happened
between us and...

I just couldn't handle
everyone knowing my business

when I didn't even know
my feelings about it, you know?

Yeah. I do. Heh.

Do you know now?

Yeah.

You needed comfort
in that moment,

and I was there
for you.

And I'm happy
that I was able to be there for you,

but we're friends...

and that's all.

Right?

♪ I'm only
getting half of you... ♪

Yeah. For sure.
Friends.

♪ The secret
is on our lips... ♪

I had a pretty
tough day,

and you were there
for me, so thank you.

Of course.

I'm really glad we're
on the same page.

[Softly]
Me, too.

♪ ...a silver lining

♪ Now there's nothing left

♪ Ooh ooh ooh

♪ There's nothing left

♪ Nothing left

Greg, move your head.

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