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Previously on "All American"...

What if my mom killed herself?

I was gonna brake, but there was
a moment where I hesitated.

I need help.

This gonna be our last weekend
together as a family.

Dad!

I'm the 57th-ranked
player in the country,

but it's not making me feel better.

I'm not gonna play football no more.

It was my way of connecting with you.

Now it just hurts too much to play.

You thought you were
smarter than me, huh?

I put my faith in people
like Shawn and Preach,

and you took them out.

- Just business.
- LAPD! Drop the gun!

I'll see you in a minute.

What's good, Coop?

What's good, Ty?

Bounce up out of here, Coop.

Protecting snitches now?

This about me and you.

Coop ain't the one who shot me.

I'll leave your dog ass
stretched out right here.

You could, but that probably
ain't the best idea, though.

Because Coop will be dead
before my body even cold.

How the hell did Tyrone get out?

Man, I have no idea. I called Mrs.
Baker on the way over here,

and neither does she. She said
she would make some calls.

All right. Coop, I know you stressing,

but you got to chill, all right?
At least sit down.

Bro, I had this man
set up and arrested.

There's no way Tyrone
gonna let this slide.

Nobody letting nothing
happen to you, all right?

For how long? I can't just keep living
my life looking over my shoulder.

Yo, did I miss something?

'Cause I'm pretty damn sure
shooting somebody 4 times

at pointblank range equals
a half life sentence.

It is, but I ain't no snitch.

You refused to testify?

Then they dropped the
charges against Tyrone.

Look, I'll handle
Tyrone in the streets.

Oh, I risked my life

for you and this neighborhood
to have his ass put away.

Why not keep him locked up?

'Cause that ain't how I operate.

This ain't just about you, man.

I've been out on these
streets too damn long

to let some teenagers tell
me how to handle business.

I just came here to tell you that you
ain't got to worry about Tyrone.

Easy for you to say.

You ain't the one that
had his ass put away.

We came to an understanding.

As long as you stay alive, so does he.

He breaks that deal, and I'm
putting 4 bullets in him.

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Excuse me, sir.

I appreciate you.

Check, check, check, check...

I'm not really feeling this.
Can you take it back?

Sure.

- Let's go, baby! Hey.
- Whoo!

♪ Happy birthday, dear grandpa ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Well, well, well.

Hold up. Grace James is
making an appearance

in these Beverly Hills streets?

Ha ha! What's up, ma?

You tell me.

I can barely get you
on the phone lately,

so I figured I'd stop by.

You got time to grab
a bite and catch up?

Of course. But can we get it to go?

I got to walk my
neighbor's dog in an hour.

Since when did you become a dog walker?

The moment she told me
it was $50 per dog.

Look, me quitting football
was a game changer.

I got to figure out a way
to pay for college now,

so I got a few extra shifts here

and some side hustles going.

It's gonna take more than
that to pay for college, son.

But don't worry. I'll figure it out.

I was kind of hoping I could figure out

the college thing on my own.

You already got me and
Dillon to take care of,

not to mention Darnell just moved in.

Bare minimum, let me help you.

You sound like Dillon.

He just won a cash award
for top mathlete.

He insisted that I keep it.

Hey, that's what's up! A mathlete?

- Mm-hmm.
- Wow.

Van Ness Charter's changed a
whole lot since I went there.

He won the award at big brother's camp.

I enrolled him last month.

But he already has a big brother.

Why not come to me?

Between school and work, you
got a lot going on, Spencer.

You can't do everything.

This was more about missing Corey.

It has nothing to do with you, OK?

Hey, there they are.

Wow. He seems chipper.

Like, more than "we just
won a game chipper."

- Yeah, should we be concerned?
- 100%.

You two do know that I
can hear you, right?

Get over here. Come on. Sit down.

Come on.

Wait. Is this about mom?

Is she not visiting
aunt Naomi back east?

- Nope. She is.
- Wait. So did you guys decide

to call off the
separation or something?

No. We haven't. Look, why don't
you guys stop trying to guess

and just let me have my turn?
Can I speak, please?

- Sorry.
- All right.

Now, if there's one thing that
I learned from family therapy,

it's that we need to
create some new memories,

so since I have you both
to myself this weekend,

I thought we'd start today.

How about a movie, dinner afterwards?

What do you say?

Um, yeah, sorry, dad. I
got to take a rain check.

I already made plans with Asher.

But next time for sure.

OK. Have fun.

Asher? Are they a thing?

Oh, yeah. Pet names, PDA, heart emojis.

It's gross.

Huh. OK. Well, I guess
that leaves you and me.

Right. Ah, I'm, uh, sorry. Sorry.

I'm actually helping JJ
mentor young kids today

at his church, so...

JJ goes to church? Our JJ?

Yeah. He's a youth leader.

Huh. Those poor kids.

I mean, uh, God bless him.

Right. Um, I got you on
the next one, though.

- Yeah, man.
- All right? Cool.

I'm telling y'all, you
don't want to miss

the grand reopening of
Bella Noche Skating Rink

this weekend.

Big Viper and Slim Roman are headlining

along with local Crenshaw artists,

who'll be opening up the show.

It's gonna be lit.

Excuse me.

You got local artists performing at

the Bella Noche's reopening?

- Yeah.
- Oh. How you ain't got me...

In the equation?

And who are you?

I'm Coop.

Oh, ho ho! You got Coop'd, right?

- Yeah.
- Oh.

I saw your last video dissing ol' boy.

I'm Buggs.

Now, you all got to have
room for another artist.

I promise you, I'll have them
folks jumping out they skates.

And I'll earn my spot,
whatever it takes.

Look, I'm the head
promoter of the event.

I got one more slot to fill,

if you can pull your weight.

You bet. What do I got to do?

I got 40 of these tickets left to sell.

If you can get them off, I'll
squeeze you in that slot.

Come on, man. That's easy.

If there's anything I can do,
it's sell some $15 tickets.

- $100.
- $100? Damn.

What they come with,
a chauffeur service?

It includes admission, skates,

and an intimate concert with big viper.
Slim Roman,

and possibly you.

You telling me you ain't worth $100?

Coop?

Uh, um, my bad. Nah, I'm...
I'm in. I'm in.

My cell's on the back of that flyer.

I need the money in 24
hours, or it's a wrap.

All right. Cool.

Making new friends, Coop?

None of your business.

One time for the mathlete champ.

Congratulations, D.

Thanks.

You been getting my texts, man?
I've been blowing you up.

I figured I'd do what you
been doing to me lately...

Take 2 hours to hit you back.

I'm sorry, man.

I've been working like crazy
trying to stack money for college.

I didn't have a chance
to check my phone.

Hey, look, but I'm here now, all right?

So let's celebrate.

You want to hit up
your favorite arcade?

Not with you.

OK, that's enough.

Take those headphones off, please, now.

I'm not a fan of this
little attitude of yours.

Do you have something
you want to tell us?

No.

Look, you know you can
always talk to us, right?

And it can be about anything.

Jaystonians, Darnell
moving in, dad being gone.

No matter what, me and
moms is here for you.

You mean moms is here for me, right?

Because you're never here anymore.

But it's cool. I got a mentor now.

I don't need you.

Feel free to stay in Beverly Hills.

That's the thing about perfection.

Everyone has their own idea of it.

My classmates wanted the
perfect Stu-Co president.

The colleges want the perfect student.

And I thought I had to
be the perfect daughter,

the perfect girlfriend...

Why the need to be perfect?

Everyone thought I was,

so I just convinced myself it was true.

That's the worst part about perfection,

is disappointing yourself 'cause you're

the one person you can't escape.

And when I realized I wasn't perfect,

I just didn't feel motivated

to do anything anymore.

Fear of letting people down?

Fear of not being enough.

OK. What else?

What do you mean, what else?

Look, that's the beauty of peer group.

There's no doctors. It's just us.

Share something you've
never shared before.

It'll help with whatever's
weighing you down.

I, um, I don't think
the people in my life

love me enough to stay.

My mom died, and was it an accident?

Or did she give up on herself or me?

Was I not worth living for?
I don't know.

And then my dad left.

And when our house was broken into,

a house he left me to live in alone,

he still didn't come back.

I mean, you know, he's
here now, and he's trying.

I just feel like it's more out of guilt

than out of love.

Thanks for trusting us with
something so personal, Layla.

Major growth moment.

No, for real,

the way Dillon snapped
at me reminded me

of myself when Corey left.

I mean, maybe he's right.

Maybe I don't know how to be a
good brother to him no more,

not to mention help him
through this crisis.

Hey, when was the last time
Dillon had a whupping?

Listen, man, have you been
a little busy lately?

Maybe. But can't nobody deny
your love for little man.

And the way I see it, he'll
come around eventually.

He's still a kid.

He's just trying to navigate his way

through the changes that
happen in his life.

Speaking of changes...

What?

Man, you better not tell me you
messed things up with Patience again.

Man, hell, no.

I got an opportunity to
perform at Bella Noche.

- What?!
- Yeah.

You should've led with that, fool.

But I got to sell 40 tickets.

All right. That's nothing.

- They $100 each.
- Damn. Heh! OK.

I mean, look, that's steep, but
I think we can make it happen.

What's the part you're not telling me?

I don't know, man.

It's like, ever since he got out,

Tyrone has been randomly popping up

everywhere I'm at.

Like today at the Slauson Cafe.

It's got me feeling
like I should lay low

and maybe even give this
dude back his tickets.

- Why? What did Ty do?
- Nothing yet.

It just feels like, "I know what
you did last summer" type vibe.

And I don't like that.

Look, Tyrone made a deal
with Preach, right?

He ain't trying to die.

He's just trying to intimidate you.

You good, Coop.

And this gig is a dream opportunity.

You need to focus on moving forward

with your life.

Well, I don't want to bore you

with all the updates on
everyone's lives on the outside.

No, Liv, I want to hear, I promise.

Um, how's... How's Spencer?

Uh, I'm a little concerned.

Uh-oh. Detective Liv on the loose.

You gonna shave your head
and pretend to be him, too?

I'm kidding.

I... No. Spencer's just been
working overtime like crazy.

I'm worried he's burying his
feelings about quitting football.

Well, you know, maybe work is
his way of finding himself.

Yeah, I can see that.

But, anyway, um, yeah,
everything else is good.

Everyone's just really
missing you on the outside.

Could you maybe stop saying "the
outside" like I'm in a prison?

Yeah.

Sorry.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

You seem really amazing.

When are you coming home?

Um, we'll see.

Layla, I thought you said they
cleared you for off-campus visits,

but this is the second time

you had me come here instead.

Is everything OK?

Yeah. Totally. Um, it's just easier.

Uh, anyway, I got to get
going, but I'll see you soon?

Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

Hey, I just got your text.

Coop's having a concert tomorrow night?

Yeah, if we can help sell our
share of the tickets in time.

Figure we can go door to
door in my neighborhood,

split the tickets between
me, you two, and Dillon.

Yeah. Yeah. I'm game.

I mean, I'll already be that
way doing community work

with Kia for Sola Muse.

And Asher's meeting me afterwards.

So maybe they can tag along as well?

Yeah, bet.

I figure the more people we have,

the faster we can sell those tickets.

Tickets to what?

Coop's performing at Bella Noche
Skating Rink tomorrow night.

- They reopening Bella Noche?
- Mm-hmm.

Yo, that used to be my
spot back in the day.

I had these teal blue roller skates,

hammer pants, gumby haircut.

You couldn't tell me nothing. Mm.

Then skee-lo's "I wish" would come on.

My skate moves were
second to none, baby.

Ohh, ha, uh. Cross it over.
Cross it over.

You had whose pants?

And what exactly is a gumby?

You know what?

We should go roller-skating tomorrow.

My skates are at my pop's house.

I'll swing by, pick them up.

Four tickets, please, Spencer.

Shoot. If you couldn't
go to Bella Noche,

where else could you go?

Ha ha!

Yo, two left. Thank you. All right.

I'll see you all tonight.

What the hell you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?
I'm selling tickets.

For what?

For a concert tonight at Bella Noche.

One of the promotes is giving me a
slot to perform as an opening act

for Big Viper and Slim Roman...

- if I can sell...
- Who?

You're not hearing what I'm saying?

- What promoter?
- His name is Buggs.

How do you know him? He legit?

Look who want to protect me now.

You can't be getting
caught up with folks

that you don't know
from a can of paint.

Listen, what I'm gonna do
is go on about my business,

selling these tickets, and
you go on about yours,

letting known killers roam the street.

So how was your visit with Layla?

Good. Fine.

That bad, huh?

She flip out when she found out
about you and Asher or what?

I kind of didn't tell her.

She'd doing great but still seems
hesitant about her recovery,

and I don't want to say anything
that might make things worse.

Well, isn't transparency
part of recovery?

I mean, you should just be honest
with her and tell her the truth, Liv.

Do I really have to go?

Yeah, man. Coop is depending on us.

And it'll give me and you
a chance to hang out.

You can finally tell me
what's really bothering you.

Ain't nothing bothering me.

I used to say the same thing, Dillon.

Wow. I love how you quit football

and everybody's fine with it.

But as soon as I speak
something from my opinion

about anything, I'm a problem.

- Hey, babe.
- Hey.

All right. The squad's all here.

We appreciate you, man.

Yeah, no problem. So what's the plan?

Divide and conquer.

Nope. Nope. Mm-mm. Nope.

Not playing the third wheel to the
Asher-Liv reality show today. Sorry.

Don't even listen to
him, Ash, all right?

You can roll with me and Dillon.

So you and Olivia are
a thing now, right?

Like for real, for real?

Yeah.

You better treat her right

because as soon as I turn 18,

she'll be the first person I call.

You know you're gonna have a
fight on your hands, though.

- OK. All right...
- All right.

If you're cool with that, man.

- Oh, yeah, I'm cool.
- Ha ha!

You were on fire in peer group today.

That's two days in a row.
I'm proud of you.

Well, if you had told
me 3 weeks ago that I

would be spilling my guts to a
room of complete strangers,

I would've told you you were lying.

Honestly, you surprised me, too.

I didn't know if you'd open up.

What made you push?

I see a lot of myself in you.

I just went with my gut.

I felt like there was more there.

I have a confession.

My treatment program's done.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Um, I'm happy for you.

I didn't say anything sooner

because I didn't want to upset
you and stall your progress.

It just won't be the same without you.

Layla, you're doing awesome.

Are you ready to go back
out into the real world?

Aren't you nervous?

Of course.

When you've been here for so long,

it feels weird going back.

We have to eventually, right?

All right, Dillon. Let's go.

We got one more ticket to sell,

and ain't nobody gonna say no
to a kid with a head that big

and feet that long. Ha ha!

You better get her.

Hey, man, is it just me,

or are things a little tense
between you and Dillon?

Nah, it ain't just you, man.

Ever since I quit football
and been working overtime,

I ain't been around as much.

Dillon's kind of struggling with that.

You miss it? Football?

Pssh. Man, I can't even front.

There's parts of it I do miss.

Hanging in the locker
room with you all,

road trips on the bus.

Anyway, this your time now, bro.

You the captain now, and
you got to lead that team

back to another 'ship.

I appreciate the love, man.

Hey, if you ever decide to come back,

your Jersey with the captain's patch

will be waiting for you.

Hey, aren't you the same dude

that didn't even want
Spencer at Beverly?

It's called growth, little homie.

All right. Last tickets sold.

It's official.

Your girl's performing tonight.

There you go. Congrats.

Hey, we got to celebrate. Let's
hit Smitty's. I'm buying.

Bro, Smitty's been
closed a long time ago.

They changed it to some
spot called Bunch-o Fro-yo.

Gentrification's hitting
us like that now?

You'd know if you'd been here.

All right. Look, I got to get
going, turn this money in.

So I'll catch up with you all later.

All right.

Hey, what was this place called?

Smitty's. But now it's Bunch-o Fro-yo.

No, we're doing the big cookie...
Big cookie and a pint...

Ice cream poured on top...

- Hey.
- What's up?

Hey, get as much as you want, Dillon.

Yes. OK.

OK, we're getting one of these.
And then...

Hey, uh, I'm paying for everybody.

- What?
- Thanks, Spence.

So you're big-time now?

What? Nah.

Just taking care of everybody

for looking out today.

So the extra money for
college is what, a lie?

That's enough, all right? Stop it.

I've been giving you a pass all day,

but I'm done, you hear me?

You not the only person who
lost somebody, Dillon.

Spence, chill.

I'm sorry, D. I didn't mean
to talk to you like that.

Forget this.

Dillon, listen, man.

It's OK.

We'll... We'll get another one.

It's all good. Go get another one.
Go on.

- Napkins?
- Come on, man.

I got you. I got you.

Can I get a napkin, please?

You know what? Just leave it.
It's fine.

No, it's all good. My apologies.
I got this.

Actually, I think it's time
for all of you to leave.

What? We just got here?

Well, as the owner, I reserve the right

to dismiss you from the premises. So...

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

We're paying customers.

I told my brother I'm buying him
fro-yo, I'ma buy him fro-yo.

Just please go, all right?

I don't want to have any
problems with you people.

Us people?

You mean the black people in the
neighborhood you just moved into?

You know what? Let's bounce.

This is the last time you're gonna
ever get our money. Take it.

Let's roll.

- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

I just can't believe she kicked us out.

Believe it.

Chicks like her are
becoming the new normal.

Um, so how's the fro-yo, kid?

I just want to go home.

OK. Let's go. Come on.

Come on.

We need to see some I.D.

May I ask why?

According to the owner of Bunch-o's,

a person fitting your
description was loitering

and causing disorderly conduct.

Loitering?

You don't have to answer
that question, Spence.

I've already committed their names
and badge numbers to memory.

Officers Bright and Whitner.

A lot of gangs congregate in this area.

Are you in one?

Go stand next to Jordan, Dillon. Go on.

Look, the owner straight
profiled us, OK?

We didn't do nothing wrong.

But you did get into a
fight in the store.

An argument with my little brother.
Doesn't mean I'm in a gang.

It doesn't mean you aren't.

- Can we go now?
- Hey, watch your tone.

This is unnecessary, Officer.

Step aside, son. This
doesn't concern you.

Now, I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Where's your I.D.?

Wait. Wait. Wait. No, no, no!

No!

Don't run, you hear me?
You don't ever run.

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

No one's leaving till you
finish answering our questions.

Your partner almost
pulled a gun out on us!

We either finish this here, or we
take this to the police station.

Look, man, can you
please let my friends

take my little brother home?

He don't need to be seeing all this.

Everybody is staying put.

Why haven't you read us our rights?

'cause you're not in custody.

Exactly, which should
make us free to go.

Are Spencer and Kia going to jail?

No, no, buddy. They're just
asking them some questions.

This is absolutely crazy.

Those are my friends on the curb.

You could stop this, you know?

What's going on here?

- Reggie Bright.
- Billy Baker.

You know him, Coach?

Yeah. Yeah. We went to
South Crenshaw together.

You know these kids?

The kids that you're
racially profiling?

Hell, yeah, I know 'em.
Now, what's going on?

Nobody's being racially profiled.

We're just answering a call.

Yeah, I know. My daughter texted me.

Look, you know these kids are good.

They didn't do nothing wrong.

We're just being extra cautious.

Kids have changed around here since
you escaped to Beverly Hills.

Since I escaped? OK, look here.

You can either release
these kids immediately,

or my wife and I will successfully
sue your entire department,

and then we'll make sure both your
asses are stuck behind a desk

for the rest of your
natural born lives.

Do you feel me?

Yeah. That's how we do it
Beverly Hills style, Reggie.

Carrie, put it down.

I need some help down here!

Code blue. Code blue. Put it down.

Don't cut yourself. Carrie?

You don't have to do this.

- Drop the bottle.
- I can't. I'm sorry.

- Come on. Come on.
- I can't.

Layla, I'm so sorry.

How's Dillon?

He's still a little bit
shaken up, but he'll be fine.

A good, nice rest should do the trick.

I'm sorry, ma.

I was just trying to
make Dillon feel better.

Instead, I made everything worse.

You're not the one that
needs to be sorry.

Wait till I get my hands
on that fro-yo woman.

- Officer Bright?
- I know.

You kidding me?

Mm-hmm.

I never liked his ass in high school.
He was such a... Ugh.

Mm-hmm. He still is.

- I'm gonna check on Dillon.
- No, no, no, no. I got it.

You need to go to Coop's show.

I ain't really in the whole
party vibe right now.

No, no. Don't give that woman
or those cops that power.

Your mom is right. You should go out.

Reclaim your life.

Reclaim your life.

Look, you ain't feeling it now...

- Uh-oh.
- But once you get in there...

You hear the music,
skates starts rolling.

- ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
- Bam!

- ♪ Uh, uh, uh uh ♪
- Bam! Uh!

All right. I'ma go.

Yup. I'm gonna see you all later.

♪ Hey, yo, start up the motor ♪

♪ We gonna hit the coast ♪

♪ Put the whip on cruise
while we do it the most ♪

♪ Lean over down low
in the driver's seat ♪

♪ Just ridin', the top,
gonna slide it low ♪

♪ Yeah, bumpin' to the beat
and enjoyin' the sound ♪

♪ See the Po-Po, we
gonna lower it down ♪

Get into this. Try not to bump me.

♪ Just like the man, we
be holdin' it down... ♪

Mm-mm.

We are not spending tonight
glued to our phones.

I'm just checking to see when
Coop's hitting the stage. What?

Really? 'Cause we all know it's 10:00.

Come on. Let's race.

Oh, I can skate, but I
can't, like, race skate.

5 laps backward? We ain't
done that since...

- our first date here.
- Mm-hmm.

Wait. You guys had
your first date here?

Yup. When we got to the front
door, they wouldn't let us in.

It was adult night, 21 and over.

But we really wanted to stay.

So I sweet-talked the
bouncer into letting us in.

Gift of Gabby here can finesse
her way into any situation.

Ha ha.

♪ ...gotta stay low-key... ♪

So what you all waiting for? Come on.

Uh, I'm gonna sit this one out.

Oh.

"Sit this one out"!

Oh, we at capacity.

Actually, I'm performing tonight.

I'm one of the opening acts.

You fantasia's little brother?

No, bro. My name Coop.

Don't know no Coop. So you gonna
have to get to the back of the line

like everybody else or get to stepping.

Hey. Buggs. Yo, tell this
man I'm performing tonight.

- You know her?
- Nah.

Yo, you serious right now?

I haven't seen you
before in my damn life.

♪ It ain't nothing but a party ♪

♪ Yeah, we about to get it crackin' ♪

♪ Everybody get in line ♪

♪ 'cause you know we never lackin'... ♪

Oh. Where you going?

Home. Not trying to be a third
wheel for the rest of the night.

Oh, man. The party just got started.

Look, dad, I know what
you're doing, OK?

And I appreciate it. I do.

But you can't force memories.

♪ Hey, this is radio station wskee... ♪

Are you sure about that?

Are you sure about...

That?

Oh, my God. What do I have
to do to make you stop?

Just skate with your dad.
Just skate with your dad.

♪ I wish I was like 6-foot-9
so I can get with leoshi... ♪

Sk-sk-sk... Sk...

OK, OK.

OK, yeah. It's... it's kind of catchy.

Let's go. Get on the wood.

Pump it up, pump it up. Ha ha!

Go.

♪ 'Cause when it comes to
playing basketball... ♪

All right. Here we go.

♪ So I just lean up on the wall... ♪

What you got?

♪ ...with the rest of the girls who
came to watch their man ball ♪

♪ Dag, y'all, I never
understood black ♪

♪ Why the jocks get the fly girls... ♪

You know, Kia was pretty
bad-ass with those cops today.

Hey, you were pretty bad-ass, too.

I didn't do that much.

You called the owner out on her B.S.
You spoke up.

Yeah, 'cause she tried
to blow up our lives

the same way Barbecue Becky did.

I guess I can add fro-yoing while black

to the list of things I can't do.

You know, that fro-yo lady
needs her own nickname.

Fro-yo Fannie?

OK, that's pretty good.

Um...

Crenshaw Cathy.

Ooh.

Yes. Yes, you win.

It's crazy.

You hear about the Barbecue
Beckys and the Doorman Daves

of the world, and you think
you know how bad it is,

but the truth is, until
today, I had no idea.

I guess we got to get out of our
Beverly Hills bubble more often.

Yeah, I guess so.

Where are you going now?

Laguna Niguel.

It's a more restrictive
treatment center.

I wasn't trying to cut myself.

I was just...

Too scared to go home.

You knew if they caught
you with alcohol,

they would make you
stay in rehab longer.

So you made sure that they caught you.

How did you know?

I'm someone who's suffered
from self-harming.

We try to hide our injuries,
not amplify them.

And you caused a big disturbance.

You know how you said
you see yourself in me?

I see myself in you, too.

We got better in here.

We know how to make it work in here,

but out in the real world,
there's no guarantees.

And that petrifies me.

I know that's why you
sabotaged yourself

into staying in the comfort of rehab.

And it is why I have decided

to check myself out tomorrow.

I need to take this
step for both of us,

to prove that we can make
it in the real world.

Are you sure you're ready?

No. But like my therapist says,

you are never fully
prepared for anything.

You just have to take a leap of faith

and remember that healing is constant.

You know, one step at a time.

And whenever you're ready
to make that step,

just know you have a
friend on the outside.

OK?

Everything good with Coop?

Yeah.

Yeah. She said she'll explain later.

I'ma take her at her word.

Hey, thanks for having my back
with the cops today, all right?

Come on, man. Always.

OK.

How was Dillon afterwards?

I just wish I could spend
more time with him,

but between work and school,

there's just not enough
hours in the day.

So you remember

how much I love "the
great debaters," right?

Ha ha. Oh, you made me watch that movie

at least a thousand times.

OK. It's one of the main reasons
I joined the debate club.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Uncle flip is the other.

Flip? For real?

The man is brilliant.

Before he served time, he
taught me the art of debating.

And real talk, he's the
best coach I've ever had.

Damn.

That time together really
bonded me and him for life.

My point...

Memories matter, Spencer.

Find the time for Dillon
regardless of what it takes.

You guys need each other,

especially now with your dad gone.

Hey, thanks again for tonight.

It's been a minute since
we hung like this.

I guess I never realized
the power of memories.

I know. Crazy, right?

Yeah.

I miss this.

Nobody's home for a few hours.

What's up, Preach?

You was right. I got played.

Buggs took all the money I
raised selling tickets.

I mean, I got to get that money back.

You think you could just
roll with me through there?

I just need a little backup.

But earlier when I tried to warn you

about dude, I was the bastard who

let a murderer walk free, right?

This your problem. You clean it up.

I got my own stuff to handle.

Hey. Hey, uh, I was just checking in.
You good?

Always. You?

Yeah. So, listen, about last night.

Spencer, we got lost in the moment,

and it just happened.

No big deal, right?

Right. So we good?

Yeah. We good. For real,
like we said yesterday.

There's power in memories.

Especially the good ones.

- Good morning, Spencer.
- Good morning.

Hey.

What's up, little man?

Nothing much. What's up with you?

You ready to come to
work with me today?

Sorry. I can't.

Got to go to camp.

I know. That's my new job.

Wait. What?

I ditched working Sundays

in exchange for volunteer work
at your big brother camp.

But what about the money for college?

The only thing that
matters right now is you.

And, look, I know it's
hard with dad being gone.

And there's nothing I can do

about the memories you won't
get to make with him.

But there is something I
can do about the memories

you and I can make
together as brothers.

So let me clarify this.

My big brother is about
to become my big brother?

Yup.

Cool.

Hey. You're up early.

Yeah. I never quite slept.

I've been putting my
new podcast together.

Podcast? It's a school thing?

Uh, more of a life thing.

People like Crenshaw
Cathy need to be exposed

for the harm they cause.

And more than that, people
around here need to understand

the injustices that are going on
and what they can do to help.

OK, Shaun King.

I'm calling my podcast "Liv the truth."

I mean, whether it's police brutality

or racial inequality or whatever,

I'm putting it on blast.

Huh.

I'm tired of living in
this Beverly Hills bubble

while the rest of the
world crumbles around us.

I love it.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Not too many people could
take something so traumatic

and turn it into something positive.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks, dad.

Wait. I didn't know
you guys were coming.

Well, we meant it when
we said we love you.

Let me guess. My dad sent you

because he didn't want to tell
me he's leaving town again.

Actually, he's pulling
the car round right now.

Um, Layla, there actually is something

I wanted to tell you, though.

You and Asher are dating?

Yeah, I'd have to be blind

not to have seen that coming, Liv.

You two are good for each other.

You all ready?

Yo, man, all those people

paid to see me perform last night.

I gave you $4,000 for nothing.

No, they still got to skate.

Man. Give me my money back,
and we'll leave it at that.

Yo, if you don't get your ass on.

Look, I want Coop's money back now.

I already turned it in.

Man, you better pull it out
your ass or something.

- Or else what?
- Man, try me.

Am I supposed to be scared?

First, you running round with snitches.

Now you letting Tyrone roam
free after he shot you?

Man, miss me with that. Black Jack.
No trade back, homie.

Hey, yo, Preach! Preach! Chill.
He's good. He's good. Chill.

Preach!

Got me all acting out of character.

Man. Where the rest of it at?

I gave a cut to the organizers.

Preach, I ain't want
you to do all that.

I just wanted to get the money back.

You can't just be beating up
people 'cause you mad at Tyrone.

Look, this ain't about Tyrone.

Look, I'm mad at you.

Man, you weak as hell out here.

And you making me weak, too.

That's why you got played,

and that's why Tyrone and the
rest of these blockhead busters

think they can come at me sideways.

I'm tired of saving your raggedy
ass time and time again.

Look, I'm keeping all this.

Consider this your final debt to me.

I'm done. For real this time.

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