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- Previously on "The Quad"...

- Thank you for having my back yesterday, by the way.

- You're welcome.

- You're not eligible to play. No practice, no scrimmages.

- Hey man, first of all, I'm not your dude.

- Okay, first of all,

you're not nothing to me, all right?

- You were driving erratically.

Ma'am, are you under the influence of something?

- Of course not.

They threw me up against the car

and pointed a gun in my face!

- I did bring my former colleague, Kevin Carter.

He's one of the best criminal attorneys in town.

- Any history of anxiety attacks?

- Yes. - You got me kicked off line.

- I don't understand why you want to be

a part of a group that puts hands on you, G.

- All my sisters and brothers

Rise up together

Stand together

Ooh-oh-oh

- Sigma Mu Kappa, step!

He know that step, slide

He know that move, move

He know because SU coming through, yeah

The Sigma, the Mu, the Kappa

The what?

- Baby, hold my shaking hands

I think I killed a man, but it wasn't planned

And baby, I can't sleep at night

- You're something special, you know that?

- The ghoul sleeps next to me

It's more than I can fight

- I don't know what you're all whining about.

Come on.

- Think they had enough yet? - Nope.

Let's go. Let's go!

- Man, this ain't fair, coach! We ain't throw no punches.

- None of y'all stop your QB from throwing them, either.

Let's go, let's keep rolling.

- Sorry about this, guys, I didn't mean for this--

- Shut up, man! Shut the hell up!

- Let's go!

- Reporters are saying you had an expired prescription

back in Connecticut but found no record here.

Neither could my PI, by the way,

which begs the question--

- This is not about an expired prescription.

I was pulled over illegally.

- They are always pulling people over on that street.

They assume if you're over there,

you must be looking for drugs.

- Well, I wasn't, and I am tired

of having to defend myself.

He should have to explain his behavior, not me.

- Have you requested the body cam and dash cam videos?

- Yes, Chrystal, I have,

but who knows when I will get them?

Those are not the kinda things they like giving up.

- Thank you, Chrystal.

I assume if you have someone looking into my background,

they've also looked into his?

- Officer Mark Early has had dozens of citizen complaints

filed against him, but nothing stuck.

His actions were deemed justified every time.

- That's ridiculous. - Now, one guy...

Dave Hill, filed a complaint,

sued the department and Early, but later dropped the case.

No explanation.

Just suddenly wasn't interested.

- And how do we get him interested?

- We don't, Eva.

We take a deep breath,

and then we let me do

what you're paying me a good amount of money to do.

Let's try that.

- Dad. Hey. Uh, what are you doing here?

- Forgot your manners, son? - No, sorry.

Come on in.

- Your brother told me something

that was quite disturbing.

He has it in his head that you don't think

that you are Sigma Mu material.

Why in the world would you tell him that?

- I didn't.

- All Richardson men, your great-grand,

your grandfather, your brother, and myself,

all proud men of Sigma Mu Kappa.

- I understand, all right? I'll try.

- Try?

Only the inadequate try.

Son, this is your legacy.

Start behaving accordingly.

- Looks like your pops was on one today, bro.

That's probably every day, though.

- Do you even care about how you messed me up?

- If it was true, then yeah.

I guess I would care, G.

- Because of what you did, now I gotta figure out

how to get in the frat before my father realizes

that I'm out, or else my life...

my life won't be much of one.

- All dogs go to heaven

- Excuse me. I am looking for a Dave Hill?

- You found him. - I'm Dr. Eva Fletcher.

President of Georgia A&M University.

- Why's a college president looking for me?

- Is there, um, somewhere we can talk?

Mark Early.

I also had an incident with him.

He pulled me over illegally, slammed my face

against the car, just like he did to you.

- Saw that ridiculous shit trending on Twitter.

- I know you dropped your lawsuit,

but I am hoping you'll come forward with me

and make sure he gets what he deserves.

- You know, I was a student at Atlanta CC.

At the time, I couldn't afford my tags,

but I needed to get to school and work, so I kept driving.

I get stopped by him, and I end up with a record

because he hit me and I defended myself.

I got convicted of assault.

Moms wanted to sue, but...

just wanted to move on, man.

- If you are willing to testify,

we could take this thug down.

- I mean, personally, I wanted to kill his ass,

but then I'd be away from my son his whole life.

- Well, I-I can't say it wouldn't be hell.

- Look, I can't do it. All right?

I'm sorry, but I'm not losing my life

over some racist bullshit.

No way.

- Um... here's my attorney's number,

just in case you change your mind.

Thank you for making time for me, Mr. Hill.

- My company needs more Georgia A&M grads.

We need more creative thinkers who will help us

develop next-gen technology.

At SI, we recognize and support the talent coming out of HBCUs.

We offer scholarship, and other financial assistance.

Come and check us out,

and enjoy the rest of your expo experience.

Oh, and a shout-out to my mentee, Miles Thurmond.

Ask him about his internship last summer.

- Hey, Miles.

Let me holler at you, bro.

- What's up?

- Bryce ain't do nothing wrong.

- I never said that he did. - Put him back on the line.

- Are you for real?

- Let me put this another way, bro.

I'd hate for Dr. Fletcher to find out

about your little underground bullshit.

Okay?

- You sure that's what you want to do?

You know what? Let me help you answer that.

Sigma Mu Kappa is responsible for SI being here today.

Now, we go, they go,

and their scholarships and internships go with them.

Well, good luck explaining why Sigma Mu is not on the yard

to the people who benefit from the food and clothing drives

that we run every year.

Right? We'll be gone.

And your boy still won't be a Sigma Mu.

But you do what you gotta do.

- That's right, straight through.

- Hands on the car, please.

- All of this for expired insurance, really?

- Yes. Well--

- Got a minute? - Sir.

Sir. Just one moment.

- Thank you.

- I'm so sorry, I tried to stop him.

- I am sure that you did.

What is so important that you could not show

a shred of common courtesy to my assistant?

- There are police checkpoints all over this neighborhood.

I just got stopped coming back from a meeting.

Think it has anything to do with your poor judgment?

- I wouldn't call standing up for what I believe in

"poor judgment."

- Students are being harassed

because you didn't have a plan.

- My plan is to show our students not to be afraid

to take a stand when they've been wronged.

- You have been the president of an HBCU for five minutes,

and you act like you've been to the mountaintop

and seen the promised land.

Call the mayor's office. Complain about the checkpoints.

Why don't you start there, oh powerful one?

- Okay, so, what are we gonna do

about these police checkpoints?

- Bro, it's harassment.

- They're just a trap to try to arrest you, all right,

so make sure that you have all your paperwork paid up.

I'm talking your insurance, tags, everything, all right?

- Right.

- I heard the cops are coming down on us

'cause of what happened with Dr. Fletcher.

- The blame for all of this lands right at her feet.

- Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

- Has anyone read the police reports?

She refused to take a field sobriety test.

Why?

- 'Cause she had the right to.

- Look, I'm not placing the blame on anybody

about the checkpoints.

Eventually, they'll be gone,

but there is something that'll affect GAMU

for a long time, and that's this damn merger.

- You mean this legalized identify theft.

- Merger or not, we can't let Dr. Fletcher

cancel spring holiday for us, right?

- It's a huge GAMU tradition.

- Just 'cause we're merged doesn't mean

we can't preserve the culture.

- Hell, no! - Leave it alone, bro.

- Talk about white privilege...

- Mm-hmm.

- So, tell me,

what do you know about our culture?

- I know it's a part of what makes this school great,

and if it's lost, so is a part of GAMU,

merger or not.

- All right, all right, so we reached out

to the special events coordinator

about the spring holiday fest, but,

I mean, we haven't heard anything back yet.

- Man, they ain't trying to hear us, man.

- Exactly. - Yeah!

- Hey, hey, hey, question, um...

has anybody tried to talk to Dr. Fletcher about it?

- And I suppose you know what we should say to her

since you know everything?

- Look, it's not about what you say.

It's about how you say it. You just gotta text her.

- And you have her number? - We all do.

She gave it to us, remember?

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- I'm about to text her right now.

- He's right. He's right.

- You're lucky you weren't at practice today.

Coach had us roll in the field.

- It must have really pissed them off.

- Yup. Punishment for the fight at the party.

Of course, Tavarus blamed everything on me.

- He wasn't wrong. - Are you serious?

Junior, I didn't even throw the first punch.

What was I supposed to do?

- All I know is that you threw a punch,

and you still on the team.

Anyways, have you even apologized to Tiesha?

- She won't return my texts. - Hmm.

- I'm gonna go to the store. You wanna go?

- Nope. I gotta study.

- See you when I get back.

- Used to travel around with the world in my pocket

Time to serve me up, put up my priceless coins

You came along with your blue moon invitation

So I spent it on you

Yesterday, I found a hole

- Yo! - What's up, Cez?

- Oh, man, that band is hotter than July.

- Come on here and say hey.

- Well, look what the cat dragged in!

- Cecil "The Fro" Diamond, without the fro!

- Hey, man.

- And this is Michole, and that's Jaz.

- It's nice to meet you, Cecil.

Don't let these clowns bother you.

Fro or no fro, you look good to me.

- At least somebody up here got some sense.

- Watch him, baby.

- I'm watching.

- Cecil here used to play drums, guitar, bass, keys,

whatever he could get his hands on.

- Used to?

I still can make it do what it do.

- Okay, well, prove it, Mr. Marching Band Man!

Why don't you sit in with us tomorrow night?

- Oh. - Yeah, man.

- How's he gonna sit in with us?

He don't know our set.

- A real jazz musician ain't got to know the set.

It's all about the groove, baby.

- Look, Old School.

How about you do your thing, and I'll do mine?

- I wasn't looking for an invitation.

- Come here, man. Take five, everybody.

- That Michole can sing. She's no Marvene, though.

- Did I tell you that Jaz is Marvene's son?

- Yeah, I thought I recognized that attitude.

- Just like his mama, man. Just like her.

- What's all that about?

- I've been getting these vile messages since this afternoon.

It's our students' way of protesting my decisions.

- You shouldn't have given everybody your number.

I wouldn't have done that shit.

- I don't see why it's so funny.

- Okay.

I'm sorry you have to deal with all that nonsense.

How are you coping?

- I am, uh, I'm managing.

I, uh...

I haven't slept much in the last week.

Way too many nightmares.

It's just one problem after the other,

and just when I thought it could not get any worse...

you and Pettiway blocked the sale of E.W. Smith Hall

by throwing that historical status meeting at me.

You're my friend.

Why wouldn't you tell me?

- As your friend, I should have,

but when you make a decision that's wrong-minded,

I have to do what's best for the school.

Changing the subject,

what's going on with that crazy cop?

- Oh, it's crazy, it's crazy.

You know, I-- on the one hand,

I just want to keep fighting until that bastard is on trial,

and on the other, I don't want to give him

any reason to go around digging in my life.

- So let him dig.

At least finally someone will pay for treating us

like our lives don't matter.

- Are we talking as friends or colleagues right now?

- Friends.

What is it, Eva?

- I came here for the opportunity...

but I also came because...

when I was forced out of Laura Farnsworth,

I didn't have anywhere else to go,

and I wouldn't want the metro PD to find that out.

- I'm sorry, I don't understand.

- I cheated on my husband.

- That explains the divorce.

But what does that have to do with Laura Farnsworth?

- The affair was with, um...

Was with a grad student.

Administration found out and gave me two choices.

I could resign or be fired.

- And you're really just telling me this now?

- My marriage was really bad,

and, uh, work stress was off the charts.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't have told you then.

You wouldn't have vouched for me.

- No, I wouldn't have.

I can't change that now.

- Nor would you, I-I hope.

- No. I guess not.

- Good.

'Cause I still know that I am the person

to save the school... and I'm really glad

that my friend will have my back when I do.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo! - Whoo!

- What, you want some more? You want more?

- Won't see 21 if a knife in a gunfight

Right?

- You've reached Teisha.

- Leave a message after the beep,

and I'll get back to you soon.

- Bo, you still in the bed? - Oh...

- Damn. What happened? - I got jumped.

- By who, though? - That guy from the party.

The one I got into a fight with.

This time, he had three of his boys with him.

- Man, what you talking about-- man, hell, no!

I'm about to go--

- Forget it.

It's over.

We got mandatory workouts later.

Will you cover for me?

- All right, bro.

I got you.

- Come in.

- Cedric Hobbs is here to see you.

- Show him in. - Appreciate that.

- Mm-hmm.

- Please.

Scroll through.

Tell me what you see.

- This is messed up.

- No, it's more than messed up, it's appalling.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about it, would you?

- You serious? - Right after you sent a text,

these rude, nasty messages started coming.

- Look, I'm not saying that that's the right way

to get your attention, but I know

that you're not focusing on the right thing either.

- Which is?

- You know that I'm down with you,

but we need answers

to a lot of stuff that's going on.

Like rumors about you canceling the spring holiday fest?

- We don't have the money.

And I am amazed that this school

is nearing bankruptcy, and still all I hear is,

"Don't cancel our party!"

- See, that's the problem right there.

Even I know that this festival is about celebrating

our school's culture and our history.

Why don't you know that?

- You know what it used to be about.

Now it's just a party.

I am trying to keep these doors open

so that we may continue to build

this rich history and culture.

- Don't you mean our history and our culture?

- We are not gonna have a "black is,

black ain't" debate, are we?

- No, we're not.

- Coach, Coach, Coach.

Coach, I need to talk to you real quick.

- You know you're not allowed in here

as long as you're academically ineligible.

- No, but BoJohn's hurt.

He slipped in the shower and sprained his wrist.

- Is he breathing okay? - Mm-hmm.

- Both his legs working? - Mm-hmm.

- Then BoJohn's ass should be here.

Tell your little roommate to keep babysitting his wrist

while I look for a new team captain.

- Okay, Coach, BoJohn got jumped.

- What'd you just say?

- BoJohn got jumped. - Jumped by who?

- That dude that he punched at the party.

- Oh, hell, no, we can't let that go down.

He's still our QB.

Let's go, man.

- Hey, hey! Hey!

If anybody in this room leaves the campus

without my permission...

you're off the team.

What y'all standing around for? Let's get it in.

- Come on, let's go.

- No longer tortured by your scene

I'm free

Now I know

Now I know how

Now I know

How

To live my highest truth

- What up, frat? - What up, frat?

- Now, get out of my way, let me get to that fine woman

you got sitting next to you.

Come here often?

- Well I used to, until the old men

started hitting on me.

Ah, Cecil, thank you so much for the tickets.

- Anytime. - Thank you.

- Anytime.

- Ladies and gentlemen, tonight,

we got a special guest in the house,

Mr. Cecil "The Fro" Diamond.

Come on up here, Cecil...

Thank you, thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Look, we gonna take a short ten,

and we'll be right back, huh?

- Whoever taught you to disrespect fellow musicians

deserves a medal.

- Can't stand the heat, old man?

- Ain't no old men here, little boy.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, what is all this arguing?

Didn't you hear that applause?

Look, why don't we take ten, huh?

And then come back and give the people what they came here for.

Go on.

Come on, man.

Let me buy you a drink. Come on, come on.

- Who does this asshole think he is?

Coming in early? Stepping all over me?

Hey, baby, you looking good.

- What do you want? - What do I want?

It's what I don't want.

That's what you need to understand.

You and your hotshot attorney can dig up

whatever dirt you want on me,

but I saw that glassy look in your eyes.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- I know what I saw. Been doing this for 15 years.

- Fifteen years of terrorizing people

and making it harder for good cops to do their jobs!

Officer.

Officer?

Officer!

- It's open.

- BoJohn.

- Hey, Coach.

- Oh, man, this is much worse than I thought.

- I'm all right. I'm okay.

- No, you're not okay.

I'm taking you to the ER.

- No. I'm good.

- That wasn't a question.

We got to get you checked out, all right?

Look, I saw the video of the boys jumping you.

We're working on getting their names right now.

- Coach, I just want to let it go.

- We have to find a way to let these kids know

they can't just be jumping our students.

Come on, let me-- let's get you going.

Easy, easy.

- Bo.

I didn't know what I was gonna find.

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm all right, sir.

- It was a terrible thing that happened,

but I promise you, I'll handle it.

- I don't give a damn about your promises.

My boy just got his ass handed to him,

and I got a pretty good mind to go find

the son of bitches myself and show 'em

how we do it in Texas.

- I am sorry about what happened to BoJohn.

I wish I could look after him 24/7, but I can't.

- Well, you see, that's not what you said

when you sat in my living room.

I believe your exact words were,

"I'll take care of him like he's my own."

- And that's what I intend to do.

- And you didn't, did you?

- I was just about to take him to urgent care.

- I can take my own son to the doctor.

You already lost one quarterback.

I'm here to make sure my son is not next.

- Mr. Folsom, I have to do it. It's school policy.

- Hell with your policy. Hell with you.

- Dad.

Please.

- Let's go, boy.

- It's okay.

- Miles.

- Hey, what's up?

- I just wanted to apologize about the other day,

my trying to mess up all the good stuff

that you and your frat does.

Consider me educated, bro.

- Actually, I-I saw the way you stepped up at the meeting.

You were front and center when Dr. Fletcher got arrested,

and it was cool the way you tried to help your boy out.

- It's actually what I kind of wanted to talk to you about.

You know, Bryce is a good brother

who deserves to be on your line.

- See, that's what I'm talking about.

You step up, like real leaders do.

- What's going on?

- She canceled the spring holiday and culture fest.

- Well, what do you care?

You wanted to see Lil Uzi Vert, didn't you?

- She is making unilateral decisions

without consulting us.

- Jump in any time you want.

- Okay, look, we all know, you're her biggest supporter,

okay, but even you gotta admit,

she is running the school into the ground.

- Maybe...

Eva isn't the right person for the job.

There's nothing we can do now without creating chaos

and getting us all on the chopping block,

but when the time's right,

let's get rid of her.

- Let us know if you have any problems.

- Thank you.

- He harassed me last night, right out in public.

- Are you serious? - Very.

But he will not get rid of me that easily.

- You're a tough one, Dr. Fletcher.

- No, I'm persistent, Mr. Hill.

I understand why you're uncomfortable coming forward,

and that is what it is.

I will fight, for both of us.

Have a good day, Mr. Hill.

- The morning mist reveals

- Oh, come on in, man.

- Hey. - Hey! What's happening?

- How you doing, brother? - All right.

- Oh, man, I just had to come by and tell you

how cool it was performing with you last night.

I tell you, man, it felt just like old times.

- If you coming here to ask me

to go back on the road with you,

the answer is no.

Come on in, man.

- Oh, man, Cecil, I also wanted to just apologize

for Jaz's behavior last night.

- Oh, man, don't worry about that.

That kid is a hothead. I was one myself.

- Oh, I remember, all too well.

Thing is, um, that boy's a really talented drummer.

His head is just rock hard.

You know, Marvene died when that boy was 16,

and he never really had a father

to teach him right from wrong.

- He listens to you.

On a good day.

No, that boy needs some direction,

from, um, from somebody like you.

- I feel you, man.

As much as I'd like to help out...

I don't know why you keep this dude with you, man.

It's hard being on the road with somebody who has

his ass on his shoulders all the damn time.

- But Cecil, man, sometimes, you gotta give back.

- I give back plenty.

I just ain't taking in strays.

- What if the stray is your son?

- The hell you talking about? I ain't got no kids.

- I'm sitting here telling you that you do.

- I-I mean, how the hell is that possible, man?

- Look, when Marvene got sick, she made me promise

not to tell either one of you,

but Cecil, when I saw the two of you together,

I-I just had to say something.

Now, I told Jaz, I owed him that.

He says he don't want to see you.

- Then why you telling me?

- Because I think you should try anyway.

- Dr. Fletcher.

- You startled me, Mr. Hill.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't want to interrupt you at your office.

- How did you know where to find me?

- Look, I, uh, I got to thinking...

how could I call myself a man if I stand by

while a woman is being harassed and mistreated?

Please, put my name on your witness list.

- Thank you, Mr. Hill.

- Thank you.

We'll see what happens.

- What do you want? - We probably should talk.

- After 26 years? Now you're ready to talk?

- I can't make up for lost time,

but if I'm your father, I want to be in your life,

if you want me to be.

I'm open to taking a DNA test--

- Man, get the hell out of my face with all that!

My father is dead.

- Well, if you, uh...

If you change your mind, you know where I am.

- Today, the district attorney's office

filed multiple criminal charges

against Officer Mark Early

of the metro police department.

Several complainants have come forward,

including Dr. Eva Fletcher,

President of Georgia A&M University,

and Mr. Dave Hill from Cobb County.

The city will review

all of Officer Early's pending cases,

and a police commission will initiate reform

within the metropolitan police department.

Questions?

- Did I just hear what I thought I heard?

- Yes, you did.

That dirty cop is finally getting what's coming to him.

Thank God.

- I'm glad that's over, baby.

I can't tell you how many times I had to explain,

"Yes, this is my car,"

and, "Yes, I do live in Buckhead,"

to assholes just like that.

I have to go, I'm on call.

- Okay.

Did you forget?

- Eva, I would love to write you a new prescription.

- I promise I'll get around to that pharmacy thing,

but this works for now.

- I worry about you.

- Don't.

I'm under a lot of stress.

This won't be for long.

- All right, here they are.

- Thank you.

- Uh, I'm so rude if you let me

- I am Big Brother Miles Ahead!

Sigma Mu Kappa, Incorporated, made a new chapter,

and these are my Lights!

Lights, step!

S Mu... move!

Lights, reveal!

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