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(woman) � Previously on Lincoln Heights:

We're moving � out of here.

(man) � A black officer shooting � a young black man.

I've got my job to do.

You've got yours.

Don't untie her, � don't talk to her.

What if I promise � I won't scream?

You best not.

You must be Bishop.

If you're willing � to testify

about your dealings � with Bishop,

the police can � protect you.

Thanks for your � so-called concern,

but I stand by my man.

Reverend William � Bishop, Jr.

was a white man.

If this is the really Reverend, � then who the hell is Bishop?

(Jenn) � Welcome in, watch your step.

The eaves and the window � trim are new,

but the columns on the porch � still need to be fixed.

They just need some paint � and elbow grease.

My agency works with several � local handymen.

Any one of them can have it � looking like new.

The porch is fine, � especially that round part.

It's beautiful.

It's called a cupola, � Frank.

(Frank) � My wife, � the English teacher.

You must have enjoyed a lot � of family dinners out there.

(Chris) � Mom, Dad!

This place has � the coolest media room.

What?

It's just a small den.

Can I get a new Xbox?

Can we decide on a house first, � before cluttering it?

This is weird. � They look just like us.

(Olivia) � We can't wait � to settle down.

The last place we lived in � was this little cracker box

tenement in the Bronx.

It was close to � the fire station.

Oh, you're a firefighter. � Third generation.

Just got hired over � at Oak Street station.

So you're okay with � the neighborhood?

Trust me. � It's a big step up.

Plus, I have a good feeling � about this place.

Does that mean we're ready � to make an offer?

(Eddie) � Come on, you knew � this was in the works.

We didn't think it � would really happen.

How can we move in 45 days?

It was part of the offer. � They are willing to pay extra

to expedite the move.

I can't move � in 45 days.

It's plenty of time.

It'll be on summer break � by then.

I thought you'd all � be relieved.

Why would we be relieved?

We have friends here, Dad. � We have lives.

We have Charles.

(Jenn) � We have a community � that never wanted us.

We've been broken into twice.

Lizzie was kidnapped.

And on top of everything � else, that psychopath Bishop

is still on the loose.

(Eddie) � Your Mom's right--

Crime's on the rise again.

And I'm not gonna have you all � in the middle of that.

Not anymore.

So, where are � we moving to?

The 'burbs?

(Jenn) � Would that be so bad?

You guys didn't want to move � here in the first place.

Maybe one day � we can move back again.

(Lund) � So you gonna � put in for a transfer?

No.

Why would I do that?

You're moving away,

you won't want to work � the Heights anymore.

Just because I don't live here � doesn't mean I can't work here.

Is that gonna bring back � bad memories?

I said I'm not transferring, � okay?

Okay.

Let it go.

It's gone.

Anyway, the only bad memory � I have is Bishop--

Whatever the hell � his name is.

And I'm going to � take care of that.

He's a suspect in � a murder investigation,

him and his girlfriend.

Homicide's got it now. � What's there to take care of?

The man's trying to control � my neighborhood.

It's not your � neighborhood anymore.

You're moving away.

Where are we going?

(Eddie) � Reverend Bishop's church.

Sanctuary's � totally clean out.

Let's try his office.

When this man leaves, � he really leaves.

Looks like he left you � a souvenir.

(Eddie) � And a message.

358.

�� The city never sleeps ��

�� You gotta live � to your own beat ��

�� Oh, easy come � and easy go ��

�� When he's home ��

�� ��

�� Ooh hoo hoo �� ��

(Tay) � We should've eaten out here � more often.

I hope our new house � has one of these.

What makes you think � it's going to be a house?

You mean we can go back � to living in an apartment?

Mom and Dad didn't say � where we're going.

Better not assume.

That's so bootleg.

(Gladys) � Hey there.

How my YG's doing?

YG's?

Did she just call us � young gangstas?

YG is short for young � and gifted, Taylor Sutton.

How are you, Lizzie?

Well, thank you.

Good.

Sure hope the family � that moves in

is as nice as � you all are.

(Tay) � See you tomorrow, � Mrs. Johnson.

I got a letter!

(Tay) � Really?

You got friends?

Shut up.

Oh, my God.

It's from Boa.

Boa? � The guy who kidnapped you?

"Dear Lizzie, I hope � this letter finds you well...

Every day I pray I could take � back what I did to you.

(Boa's voice) � I know what happened to you,

no human being should have � to endure--

especially a great kid � like you.

I hope you'll find it in your � heart to forgive me one day.

Maybe you could write to me--

I'm going to use my time � in prison to better myself.

And maybe I can prove to you � that I'm not a bad person.

Signed, Kirk Smith, "Boa".

Is he crazy?

It wasn't his idea � to kidnap me.

It was his partner's.

You can't write � to him, Lizzie.

I mean, do you want us � to be homeless?

If Dad finds out Boa that wrote � you and you wrote him back,

Dad'll kill him, Lizzie.

Then Dad'll go to jail,

Mom will be mad, � we'll be sad,

we'll end up on the streets � broke and homeless

because of you.

Maybe he'll do something with � his life if he knows I'm okay.

Lizzie.

You can't write to him.

I know, you're right.

Just don't mention it � to Mom and Dad, all right?

(Lt. Roberts) � There's a 12% rise � in drug sales,

a 10% increase � in illegal weapons.

Especially in the Heights...

We can link some of these � increases to the Heights'

new resident-- � William Bishop, Jr.

Who, as we now know, � has been dead

for two years.

Our C.I. tell us this John Doe, � A.K.A. Bishop,

has vanished, � maybe left the country.

Homicide's none too pleased.

He's still � the prime suspect

in the murders of Jessica Cho � and Freddy Montes.

That'll be all, � ladies and gentlemen.

Be alert, be safe.

Sutton. � A word, please.

I hear you got an offer � on your house.

Yeah. � I was going to tell you.

I'm moving my family � out of the Heights.

Given all you've been through, � I understand that.

It's too bad though.

You were a perfect example of � the Police Residency Program.

Captain'll be disappointed.

Tell the Captain I never � asked to be an example.

I did my best.

Yeah.

Good luck.

(Johnny) � Man, this isn't right.

Why you gotta bounce � on a brotha?

It's not my fault.

Just when you were starting � to become a player.

I don't want to move, Johnny. � I like it here.

(Johnny) � My Johnny senses

are tingling. � Mmm!

Man that's a tasty treat.

Bad idea, Johnny. � What?

That's Dwayne Lieser's � girlfriend. � So?

So he'll kill you, and then � he'll pound your face in.

Man, totally worth it.

I'm going down � to Foxy Girl Street.

I'm laying down � my Nightingale beat.

Johnny Nightingale, � baby.

What's your name, � sweet thing? � Theresa.

Theresa. � What the hell you doing?

Just introducing myself � to the lovely lady.

(Dwayne) � That's my lovely lady.

Leave him alone, Dwayne.

Look, the lady's free to choose � who she wants be with,

and right now, � that somebody is me.

You better back off.

We ain't finished.

Lizzie!

You missed our session � this morning.

I know.

I had to study � for Ms. Klein's math quiz.

I bombed it anyway.

Is everything else okay? � Kinda.

Kinda?

I got this today.

It's from Boa.

Yeah, � I was surprised too.

But then again, � I wasn't.

I can see why � you're conflicted.

You said at times � he seemed kind to you.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, what he did to me � was a terrible thing,

and part of me really � hates him for that.

But another part � of me just--

Wants to go see him?

Why?

I don't know.

I think maybe he � was a good person

that did something � stupid.

Dumb, right?

No, actually it's not.

Really?

It could bring you � a sense of closure.

Might be healthy � for your family too.

My parents will never � go for it.

I didn't even tell them � I got the letter.

Lizzie,

there's this wonderful � organization.

It's called � The Forgiveness Project.

[hip-hop music]

�� ��

Wait a minute.

We have to stop.

We do?

Yes, we do.

Well, maybe we don't.

[keys on door]

We have to stop.

No, we don't. � No, I think I heard--

Someone unlocking the door?

You did.

Mom, why aren't � you at work?

Why are you having sex � on my couch?

We weren't having sex--

Introduce me to your friend, � Charles.

Mom, this is Cassie.

Cassie, this is my Mom, � Marla.

Hi, really nice to meet you, � Mrs. Antoni.

Mm-hmm.

Sorry, � we were just--

Why are you home so early? � I got fired.

That's the third time you've � been fired in four months.

Some asshole � grabbed my ass

and I bent � his finger back.

I broke it.

You broke � the man's finger?

If you've got a problem � with that,

drop out of school, � get a job,

and let some guy � grab your ass.

I have homework. � I'm gonna go home.

It's okay.

I'll walk you home.

Let me get my jacket.

So, Cassie.

You carry protection on you?

Protection?

From what?

Oh! No, ma'am.

I don't need my son stuck � being your baby's daddy.

Ready, Cassie?

Let's go.

Come on.

[knock on door]

Hey, sweetie.

You're working hard.

What's that, an essay?

Um...not exactly.

I got this letter today.

Who's it from?

I'm writing him back.

But I really want to go see him.

It's out of the question.

You will not see him, � you will not write to him.

But, Mom, I talked � to Dr. Mendoza about it

and he thinks it's � a really good idea.

Not just for me, � but for the whole family.

He told me about � this program--

The program is called � The Forgiveness Project.

If you're hurt, � you can go--

Lizzie,

before you make � your plea,

we're gonna have to get your � father in on this conversation.

I might as well � forget about it.

He's gonna say no.

(Eddie) � Hell no!

Why would Mendoza � encourage her?

It's like pouring salt � on her wound.

Telling her no is easy, but that � won't be the end of things.

You know Lizzie when she gets � something in her head.

Well, it's not going to happen. � Subject closed.

Good night.

There's something else � we need to discuss.

Like what?

Like where we are moving � in 45 days?

I was thinking we could move � back to the old neighborhood.

It's familiar. � The kids have friends there.

Not to the old building.

No, no, of course not.

A nice apartment � somewhere.

Save up until � we can buy again.

From our own house back � to an apartment.

Not exactly � the American Dream.

No.

But we'll be safe.

[cell phone ringing]

Hey.

What are you wearing? � Stop.

I've been calling you � for hours.

Why haven't you picked up?

I had some stuff � to think about.

Like what?

Like the birth � control pills

your mom put � in my purse.

No.

Oh, Cassie. � I'm so sorry.

She's way out of line.

She has good timing, � though.

If she hadn't come home,

what do you think � would've happened?

I don't know.

I have mixed feelings.

Sometimes I want to.

Really?

You do?

(Eddie) � Tell him to go to sleep, � and hang up.

I gotta go. � I'll talk to you tomorrow.

(Jenn) � Lizzie!

I thought you said � you knocked on her door.

I did. � And she yelled at me.

Sounded like she was having � some kind of personal problem,

so just I left � her alone.

What do you know about women � having personal problems?

(Jenn) � Lizzie, come on down here!

(Lizzie) � I'm here.

(Jenn) � Did you sleep at all?

Barely.

All I could think about � was Boa's letter.

(Cassie) � I tried the "I couldn't sleep" � ploy when I was 13.

It doesn't work.

(Eddie) � Yeah, listen to � your sister.

She knows whereof � she speaks.

Can we at least � talk about it?

Your mother and I � already did.

We can't allow you � to contact someone

who's caused all of us � so much suffering--

I guess none of us have ever � done anything we regret.

What's that?

(Jenn) � It's great that � you have compassion.

But it's our job to keep you � moving forward in your life,

not stuck dealing with pain � from your past.

Dad, no. � That's mine!

It's over. � Forget about it.

I gotta go. Have you seen � my cleaning ticket?

You know how Mrs. Weyburn � gets if you forget it.

Bye, Dad. � See ya.

Hey. � It is for the best.

(Eddie) � Thank you, Mrs. Weyburn.

I'll see you next week.

I hope so.

Now what's this nonsense � I hear about you moving away?

Who told you that?

Oh, the Reverend.

And he also told us all � to make sure--

Officer Sutton,

you need to come � back inside. Now.

Mrs. Weyburn, � I have to get to work--

I want to make sure � you get there alive.

What's up, man?

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

Around here

we look out for our own.

(Johnny) � No más!

No más!

Come on, you fat load! � Let's go!

Leave him alone, � Dwayne!

Mind your own business, � Sutton, or you'll be next.

Now get up, fat ass!

(Johnny) � No más!

(teacher) � Stop! Stop it!

Tay.

(Johnny) � Dwayne started it.

(teacher) � Dwayne?

Dwayne?

Somebody get the nurse!

Yes, � this is an emergency.

We need an ambulance

at Powell Middle School.

Hurry!

Who do we have?

13-year-old � assault victim.

Possible concussion.

Shortness of breath, � dizziness.

How long was he out?

Says a couple � of seconds.

According to the teacher, � he was hit pretty hard.

Pupils are equal.

Doesn't look � like concussion.

What's your name, son?

Dwayne.

Dwayne Lieser.

Let's get him � to exam one.

Do an EKG, � keep an eye on him.

What kind of person would � do something like this?

(Eddie) � Tay would not have hit � that kid without a good reason.

This is why we have � to get out of here.

It was just a fight.

Tay could've � broken his hand.

And the boy he hit � had a heart arrhythmia!

What if the kid had died � from his condition, Eddie?

Tay would have to live � with that his whole life.

He was beating up � my friend.

Dad, you stand up � to bad guys every day.

That's all I did.

Don't you think you took � it a bit too far, Tay?

Not if that's what it takes � to get some respect.

You should've seen � the way everyone

was looking at me � after I did it.

It does balance out � the clarinet.

He's not even shown � an ounce of remorse.

[doorbell]

Officer Sutton.

Reverend Hammond.

I know I'm the last person � you ever expected

to darken your door--

You're damn right.

I'm actually here to shed � some light, Brother.

May I come in?

[cell phone ringing]

(Jenn) � Cassie!

Your phone!

[cell phone keeps ringing]

Oh, I'll just turn it off.

Cassie!

(Cassie) � Who was it?

What are these?

Are you having sex?

No.

I'm just holding them � for a girlfriend.

Cassie, listen to me, � birth control pills are drugs.

You need a prescription � to take them.

More importantly, if you � and Charles are having sex--

Mom, we're not � having sex.

I swear.

Baby, I know � you like Charles,

but, will you promise me � you won't do anything stupid?

I promise.

And give these back � to your girlfriend.

Mom, please don't � tell Dad.

He'll get all upset.

Cassie, I don't like keeping � things from your father.

Mom, please. � Just this once.

Let it be between us.

I'll think about it.

(Hammond) � Victor Mendoza

is a member � of my congregation.

He told me about Lizzie.

He what?

I was recently put in charge � of the Lincoln Heights'

chapter of � The Forgiveness Project.

So now you have � two jobs.

Poverty pimps never � can get enough money, huh?

If there was money � to be found in forgiveness,

it'd be a lot easier � to get people to do it.

I'm here to ask you:

allow Lizzie to do � what's already in her heart.

Let her visit Boa.

He kidnapped her. � Tried to kill her.

Now you want to use my daughter � to grease your PR machine?

PR is neither � good nor bad.

What we're used to seeing � is the Thug of the Day

on the local TV.

But Lizzie--

she's a chance to see � something fresh.

And we need it, Eddie.

We need it real bad--

She's not a symbol. � And she's been through hell.

Which is why her being able � to face Boa is so important.

"And a child shall � lead them--"

You're good, Reverend.

But where was your vision when � you tried to ruin my career?

Where was your vision

when because of you, my family � had to testify against me?

I misjudged you.

Yeah.

And I'm sorry.

But you came to Lincoln Heights � to make a difference.

And you're doing it.

You just didn't know � how much it would cost.

Reverend, you have no idea � what I've been through.

I know you're � a good man, Eddie.

You're the kind of man � that people look up to.

I beg you.

Let Lizzie be � her father's daughter

and also do great things.

I'll think about it.

That's all I ask.

It's gonna be all right, � I promise.

One thing about � the real Lincoln Heights:

we look out for our own.

There is nothing to fear, � Lizzie.

The Forgiveness Project � has guided people through this

many times.

And I'm right here � beside you.

Thank you, Reverend.

[door buzzer]

Hi.

Hi.

Thank you for coming.

Thank the Reverend.

He's the one � who convinced

my parents � to let me come.

So--

How's your head?

It's okay. � I had it coming.

Yeah, you did.

I want you to know...

I would've never � ever hurt you.

I think I knew that.

And I know � I don't deserve it,

but if you could find it � in your heart to forgive me--

I think I can.

Okay, can we talk about � something else, please?

How's your family?

Are they okay?

Sort of.

We're moving away � from Lincoln Heights.

Because of Bishop?

Yeah, kind of.

You know, � it's for the best.

He's a dangerous man,

you never know what � he's gonna do.

When he gets mad and starts � talking with that island accent,

watch out.

Island accent?

Yeah, you know.

Like from Jamaica, mon.

Well, we just came � for a short visit.

You think it would be okay � if we wrote to each other?

We'll talk � to Lizzie's parents.

There's a supervised � correspondence program.

We'll look into it.

(Hammond) � Lizzie.

Bye, Boa.

Lizzie?

You coming here,

is the nicest thing anybody's � ever done for me.

Come on, Lizzie.

(Lt. Roberts) � Ezekiel Khan.

Gun running, � drug trafficking,

assassin, head of � a phantom death squad?

This guy's a regular � Tony Soprano.

How'd we inherit him?

Guess things got too hot � for him in Kingston town.

How'd you know Khan � was Jamaican?

Inside tip.

Denny Hammond.

I didn't know you and the good � Reverend were on speaking terms.

Let alone sharing � inside tips.

We've reached � an understanding.

Uh-huh. � Good work.

Sergeant, � I want an APB put out

on Ezekiel Khan.

Sutton has a photo � and particulars.....

Contact Interpol's � NCB in Jamaica.

Antacid?

Thanks.

[bullet shot]

Did you see � where it came from?

I think it came from � the building across the street.

(Lund) � Central...

12-Adam-6.

Bascomb and 5th.

Shots fired from � unknown location.

Officer needs help.

Anyone on the roof?

No.

No curtains moving, � either.

I think he's gone.

Yeah, for now.

(Eddie) � It was a random shooting...

We were in the wrong place � at the wrong time.

That the way � you see it?

Yeah, like he said.

Probably some � wannabe banger,

trying to make his rep � shooting a cop.

All right.

Write it up.

Have your report on my desk � by the end of watch.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

There's no way � he believes us.

He's got to suspect � it was Khan.

I don't want to have � a protective detail on me.

And I don't want � to sit at a desk.

Not until we find him.

So far, it looks like Khan's � the only one doing the finding.

You scared?

You want to ride with somebody � else for a while?

No blame.

There's no need � to insult me.

Here comes my � new best friend.

Hello, Reverend.

What can I do for you?

You can stay alive, � for one thing. � Excuse me?

Mrs. Beatrice O'Connor, � at 513 Bascomb Avenue,

was sitting at � her apartment window,

as she does � every afternoon,

she saw someone on � a roof shoot a rifle

at a police officer � down below.

Did she see what � the shooter looked like?

Only she said � it was a woman.

A woman? � Is she sure?

As sure as a 90-year-old � with cataracts can be.

Officer Sutton.

You're in grave danger.

I don't know what the force � is planning to do about it,

but I want you to know that � the people of this community

have your back.

A single man, � no matter how bad,

cannot stand against � the community.

Well thank you, Reverend. � I appreciate that.

Don't thank me.

Come out to church � on Sunday

and thank � my congregation.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

How does it feel being � the hunted for a change?

Drop the phony accent, Khan.

I'm coming after you, � Rasta.

Well, don't keep me waiting.

Are you crazy?

What's the matter � with you?

I ask you to do one � simple thing for me.

One simple damn thing.

Kill Sutton.

What's so difficult?

I tried, baby. � I did what you said.

This rifle is accurate � to over 600 yards, you know?

How do you miss?

Unless you wanted to.

I got nervous, I guess.

Maybe I'll get nervous.

Come on, baby. � Let's just...let's go away.

Let's start over, okay?

Just you and me, okay?

I've one more score.

I've a shipment of pure white � coming in tonight.

Then that should be enough to � set us up, maybe down in Guyana.

Then we can � leave tonight?

After I finish � with Sutton.

No, Sutton doesn't matter.

He matters to me.

[doorbell]

Who is it?

Marla Antoni.

Charles's mother.

I'm Cassie's dad, � Eddie.

Your son's not here.

I was looking � for your wife.

She's not here, � either.

Anything I can � help you with?

You need to talk � to your daughter.

About what?

I caught them practically � having sex on my sofa.

I gave her birth � control pills,

but you need � to rein her in.

I don't need � grandkids right now,

you know what I'm saying?

And you need to get out � of my house.

'Cause you're way � out of line.

Goodbye, � Mrs. Antoni.

Look, if I don't � look out for my son--

Goodbye.

You don't � understand--

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Dad.

Hi, honey.

I had a little visit � from Charles's mother today.

She came by here?

To tell me that she walked in � on you and Charles.

What!

Doing what?

Tay, don't you need to practice � the clarinet or something?

No.

Yeah.

Why did Charles' mother � give you birth control pills?

Dad, we weren't having sex, � we were just making out.

Wait a minute.

Charles' mother gave you � those birth control pills?

You knew about this?

I was going to tell you.

Cassie, your father � and I need to talk.

When were you gonna tell me?

I was thinking it through.

How many arguments have we had � about this very same thing?

Me keeping things from you. � Now you do this?

I was trying to think of � the best way to tell you.

How about as soon � as you found out?

It was about sex. � You might not want to know.

Anything that has to do � with our kids,

I want to know. � You know that!

She is a girl, Eddie.

Cassie should feel comfortable � talking to her mother.

She might not � if I tell you

everything about � her sex life!

Would you please stop?

You guys arguing � is not gonna stop me

from having sex!

Cassandra, you do not need � to be talking right now.

[cell phone ringing]

Sutton.

You said you could protect me. � Remember?

Layla. � Where are you?

I need to talk to you.

You wanna � meet somewhere?

I can't.

If he knew I was � talking to you,

he'd kill me.

If I help you catch him, � will there be a reward?

I'm think we can work � something out.

Where is he?

At a warehouse � on 5th and Delacroix.

He's expecting a shipment � of cocaine tonight at midnight.

I gotta go.

Hey, Charles, it's me.

I really wish you were there. � I need to talk to you.

I don't think we should see � each other for a while.

My Dad found out about � the pills.

If he didn't like you before--

it's really worse now.

This better be � "nosebleed" grade.

[car engine]

Police!

No one move!

[gunshots]

Aah!

Unh!

Unh!

(Khan) � No!

Unh!

Khan?

He got away.

(Lt. Roberts) � We busted up Khan's � operation,

took out four � Jamaican dealers...

I'd say we had a pretty � fair night's work.

But Khan got away. � I don't think he'll go far.

I don't either.

That's why � I'm assigning

a protective detail � to your home.

Putting you on a desk.

Lieutenant-- � It's done. � Lund's right.

Khan's out there, � he'll be gunning for you.

Especially with � his girlfriend dead.

I'm not taking � any chances.

It's late. � Get some sleep.

Both of you.

I'll see you � in the morning.

Yeah. Good night, � Lieutenant.

(Lund) � You gonna be okay?

Yeah, yeah.

See you tomorrow, � today...whatever.

Eddie, let it go.

You're gonna make � yourself sick over this.

All right.

Good night.

[door opening]

Forget something?

Yeah.

I forget to kill you.

Shoot me, you'll never � get out of here alive.

I get in, right?

You're a fool.

You kept coming � after me

even after � I killed the kid

that took your daughter.

I don't owe you nothing. � I told you that.

We were even. � We're not even.

'Cause your daughter's alive.

My woman is dead.

Layla's the one � that turned you in.

Go ahead.

Kill me.

Do it.

You'll never rest easy...

as long as I'm alive.

Hold on, Lizzie, � let me get that.

Since when do you like � taking out the trash?

This may be the last time � I get to do it.

Be careful with � your wrist.

Hey, kids.

People sure have changed � since we moved here.

So have you.

I mean, nine months ago, � you wouldn't have exactly

hit someone and sent them � to the hospital.

I didn't mean � to hurt him.

Does he know that?

Reverend Hammond says that � forgiveness is the first step

to making things better.

It's too bad we never got � to go to his church.

Do you really forgive that � Boa guy for kidnapping you?

Yeah.

Why?

Because he said "sorry" � and he meant it.

Do you think Dwayne � can forgive me?

Only one way to find out.

(Johnny) � You're out of your mind, man.

Everyone's going to think � you're a punk.

I know I'm not one.

Hey, Dwayne.

Listen, I just wanted to say � sorry for what happened.

I didn't mean for it � to go that far.

Do you think � we can shake on it?

My parents are gonna � sue your ass, Sutton.

When your family � loses everything,

then you'll be sorry.

Your family ain't � gonna sue anyone.

I got 20 witnesses here

who said you put � the first beat down on me.

So you know what? � My family's gonna sue you.

Yeah, right.

Ooh! Oh, man.

Whoa!

Man, I think I whiplash � when you hit my neck.

Okay! Ow!

Oh, whoa!

Oh! Man, I can't see.

I can't feel my legs.

Nurse, nurse!

Ow, man.

I can't see.

I can't feel my legs.

So, Tay,

even though � you're moving,

maybe we can � e-mail each other.

Okay.

That's my boy.

Ow, man. � It really hurts.

Mr. Sutton, I feel like � every time I talk to you

I'm apologizing � for something.

I don't know what got � into my mom--

Thinking Cassie might try to � trap a guy by getting pregnant.

Sounds like � a personal issue to me.

My mom may have been � out of line--

but that's no reason � to insult her.

Okay, so what's � your point?

I'm sorry about � what happened.

I talked to my mom.

I told her what � a special girl Cassie is.

That she is.

Can we just start over?

Cassie!

(Cassie) � I can't believe my dad is � letting me go out with you.

What did you � say to him?

Stuff men say � to each other.

But the important thing is � what I want to say to you.

Cassie, sex isn't that big � a deal to me right now.

Well, maybe a medium deal.

The important thing is...

I love you,

and I want you to feel � comfortable with me.

I am.

And I've always been � comfortable with you.

I guess we just have � to trust her.

And each other.

I know.

But I don't have � to trust him.

I can't believe he came after � you in your own locker room.

No worse than coming after me � in my own neighborhood.

Soon to be former � neighborhood.

You know what? � We need a toast. � Yes.

To starting over � and leaving old wounds behind.

That's right, we did it before, � we can do it again.

After all...

Are we not Suttons?

Suttons we are.

But I think

there's one thing we need � to do before we move away.

(Hammond) � We have very special guests � in our midst today.

The Suttons.

Through thick and thin,

they are an example � of what family truly means.

I would particularly � like to recognize

Officer Eddie Sutton

and his commitment to keeping � Lincoln Heights safe.

Brother Sutton � recently rid us

of one of the many scourges

that seek to prey upon

the vulnerable � of our community.

And for that we say, � "Thank you."

(congregation) � Thank you.

(Hammond) � And Amen!

(man) � Amen!

But the Suttons are trying � to sneak out on us, y'all.

Even put � that beautiful house

up for sale.

(congregation) � No!

So let's pass the peace

and greet each other � in love like we do,

but let � the Suttons know

how much we love them...

(congregation) � Yes!

how much we need them...

(congregation) � Yes.

and how much � we are looking out for them.

Amen.

[all clapping]

You're doing � what's best for you.

I got that.

But I gotta say that it's--

It's folks like you that make � Lincoln Heights worthwhile.

�� Nobody, nobody, � nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� When trouble comes ��

�� And gets in my way ��

�� I raise my head ��

�� And thank Him � for another day ��

�� Lift up my voice � and shout out His praise ��

�� Nobody, nobody, � nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� Hallelu ��

�� Hallelu � Oh, yeah ��

�� Glory ��

�� Nobody ��

�� Nobody but you ��

�� Nobody, nobody ��

�� Nobody but you �� ��

[doorbell rings]

Mom, Dad!

Hi!

Sorry to pop over,

but I'm afraid � I have some bad news.

And I have � some good news.

Why don't you tell us � the bad news first?

The Goodwin family heard � something very disturbing.

A boy in the local middle school � was beaten up this week

and put in the hospital.

Really?

Yeah, well.

They can handle � the occasional street crime.

But they just don't want it � around their kids.

So they've asked me � to withdraw their offer.

Well, what's the good news?

There's another family � that's interested in your house,

and I made them an appointment � for this evening.

That's if � that works for you.

That doesn't � work for us.

We're taking the house � off the market.

(realtor) � Are you sure?

Because I think that I-- � Oh, no.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Let me know if you ever � change your minds.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

Tay, you saved us!

Tay, � you're the best!

Get upstairs, boy.

[laughing]

We're home, baby.

(choir) � �� Nobody knows all � that I've seen ��

�� Nobody knows all � of my trials ��

�� Nobody knows all � that could be ��

�� Nobody, nobody, � nobody but you ��

�� Glory! ��

�� Glory! ��

�� Hallelu! ��

�� When trouble comes ��

�� And gets in my way ��

�� I raise my head ��

�� And thank Him � for another day ��

�� Lift up my voice � and shout out His praise ��

�� Nobody, nobody, � nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� Nobody but you �� ��