Shootings at the beach leave one dead and four injured.
There are currently no--
Good morning, Officer. Mmm, good morning!
The usual? Yeah, you know it.
Oh yeah.
Mmm.
It's gonna be a good day!
All right.
Let's see here, Harry. Huh?
What do we got?
Jesus!
Ran those plates. I think it's the guy from Abbott Elementary.
The janitor?
No, the rapper boyfriend.
Good morning, Officer.
I do too.
All the time.
Hey, where you from, bro?
North Side, nigga.
I knew that was you, bro.
What I tell you? I told you it was this nigga.
Hey, what's going on, bro? My name is Robb.
My dawg, my dawg.
Vince, he in here with me, okay.
Hey, hey, I ain't gonna hold you, bro. I be messing with the music shit too.
You know what I'm saying? My shit is genius, bro.
It's genius! I listen to your shit too. It's... It's cool. Like, you be talking--
I don't really be fucking with the music like that, though.
Damn. Why?
You seen what that shit did to Michael Jackson?
Hmm...
Shoot... It's my job, for real. You know, I never even had an iPod.
Not even a iPhone?
Hey, whatever, bro, whatever, but I... I really wanna know, you know,
I came up with a little song while I was in here.
I had a lot of time, and if I could just spit that shit for you, bro,
like, I... I... I feel like you--
Hey, look, look.
I ain't in the mood for that right now, bro.
Aight?
I feel it.
Fasho.
Listen, V.
Vince!
Hey, you look familiar.
What's your name, homie?
My name Vince.
Nah.
Your other name.
Oh yeah, I knew that was you.
When they take us to the back, me and you, we gonna line it up.
Fasho.
Hey, bro.
Uh, you know that nigga right there?
Who, Poke?
- Yeah. - Yeah, he in here all the time.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
He ain't got no squabble or nothing, though, right?
Mmm...
He's not much of a fighter.
He do be stabbing niggas, though.
Mm-hmm.
Great form.
Masterful.
Hello, and welcome to jail.
You have two free calls.
- Please state your name after the tone. - The fuck are you doing, nigga?
Thank you. Nigga.
Please dial the number you are trying to reach.
You have a call from... Nigga.
If you accept the charges, press five.
Hello?
Hey, Bri, I need you to come bail me out.
What you do?
Man, do it matter? Just come get me, nigga.
Um, I would, but I'm at work right now,
and I'm super swamped.
Swamped? Man, I might die in here. You can't take no vacation time off?
Please, I'm saving that for Africa.
And besides, Bri don't do jailhouses.
She sell houses.
Did you try to call Deja?
I will, but I don't wanna bother her.
She worked a double shift today.
Oh, bro, that is so sweet and considerate!
I need to find me a nigga with them qualities.
Ain't you get married?
What that mean?
Ooh, how's the new place?
It's cool. Finally finished unpacking.
We were supposed to have dinner tonight, but I'm in jail and shit.
Hey! - Ooh, look, I gotta go.
Fight hard.
Hey, what are you guys doing?
Whup his ass!
Aggressive.
First time?
Nah.
It's just been a minute, that's all.
Yeah.
Hey, this jail shit is crazy, ain't it?
Boy, I tell you, when I was young, I used to love it in here.
It's like a game, you know?
The cat and mouse.
See, my grandfather always said,
"You do the crime, you do the time."
I wish he'd have just said, "Don't do the crime."
How old are you, young brother?
Eh, don't matter.
See, time don't pass in here like it do on the outside.
You make a lot of friends, though. I know I did.
Oh yeah?
Oh yeah. Yeah, me and him got a real good rapport.
Road was a little rocky at first,
but, uh, after our last run-in a couple of weeks ago...
...yeah, we came to an understanding.
What kind of run-in?
Yeah.
We good now, though.
On speaking terms, at least.
I gotta get the fuck outta here.
- Guard!
Hey, you think I can get my own cell?
You know, I'm a danger to myself... and others.
Huh.
"I ain't never run from nothing but the police."
Well, I guess we got you, huh?
No, but seriously, I'm a fan.
Come on out. You gotta meet the guys.
No, no, no, no, no.
I don't really communicate with law enforcement.
Next thing I know, you settin' a can of soda next to a nigga,
asking me if I remember anything about Wednesday night.
Who said anything about a soda?
You know, I can get you a soda
if something happened on Wednesday night and you wanna tell me about it.
Hmm?
Of course not.
Come on.
I'm not asking.
No, you good.
Norf Norf!
Yeah, bullshit!
You mean to tell me you beat this case, huh?
Even though they used the lyrics in court?
Yep, DA threw it right out.
Hey, who'd you have?
I don't know, Fuller?
Oh, motherfucker.
- Fuller! - Fuck!
God, I hate that guy.
But... But, you know, he's inept, so that doesn't surprise me. Right?
Hey, bro. Can you be real with us?
Like, what you do?
- I'm innocent. - Everybody in here is innocent.
Might as well take a look.
Out of curiosity, huh? Let's see what we got here.
We have Vincent Jamal.
Oh, Jamal.
I like that name.
Okay, so we have a warrant for you for a...
- ...242. - Assault?
They got him. Can I tell you something real?
You gotta invest in that security, man. That shit is just dumb.
Or why don't you get an entourage? Just like-minded fellas.
Protecting you from your dirty work, like, uh, '90s rappers did.
Yeah. - Like Tupac. You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, yeah, how'd that work out for him?
He died a very violent death.
Thug life.
Damn it.
Hey. Come here.
Next time you have a show, think I can get some tickets?
If you let me outta here.
This fucking guy.
You should try doing some stand-up.
Oh shit. The homie in here is up now.
What?
Shh, shh, shh!
Vince is asleep right now.
Hey.
Hey, sweet dreams, bro. Sweet dreams.
Oh, you up now. Top of the morning, bruh.
Guard.
Guard!
Nigga. You're in jail.
Welcome back. You have one free call remaining.
Choose wisely.
You have a call from... Nigga.
If you accept the charges, press five.
Hey, Ma.
Hey, son.
How you doing? You... You busy right now?
I am never too busy for my baby.
All right, good. I need you to bail me out.
Mmm, I know. I saw them put you in the backseat.
Me and Eloise, we was across the street at Gospel Brunch.
And you ain't try to help me?
You gotta take some accountability, son.
- I bailed you out last week. - Well, that was your decision.
Plus, I don't mind doing a little jail time.
You know, it's good seeing old friends.
So, how did you get caught up this time anyway?
Man, I was just driving, and they pulled me over after a U-turn.
Said I was speeding and then they said I got a warrant for simple assault
or some shit like that.
Well, I have told you about that shit, Vincent.
- No U-turns. You take three rights-- Three rights and a left. I know.
No, seriously,
a U-turn is just asking for trouble.
Ma, can you pick me up, please?
No, uh-uh, no, no. The answer is no.
- Why? - 'Cause I don't feel like it, that's why.
Ask that little girl that you living in sin with.
I'm not finna have Deja come get me from jail. She not like that.
Son, I just don't know what you see in that soft-ass little girl.
I love her, Mom. You love a lot of things.
I tell you what. Since you love her, why don't you call her?
I ain't got time for this shit right now, Vincent.
Go on, call that girl.
Are you finna eat that, bro?
- That's all you. - Ooh, that's great!
Huh?
...got in there...
Mmm, it's lit! Mmm!
You are too.
Mm-hmm.
So what brings you in here with us, bro?
You don't strike me as the kind of guy that makes mistakes.
Shit, everybody make mistakes.
That's like saying I don't look like I'm 60% water.
Yeah.
You don't really strike me as that either.
You wanna cell up?
No, I'm cool, bro. I don't plan on being in here that long.
It's really not that bad in here, bro. Food is good. Firm mattresses, bro.
I really be in here tryin' to network. Maximize my opportunities.
What, you got a show or something?
Nah.
Well, listen, if you do decide to extend your stay,
when you get to the back, you're gonna need a cellmate.
And I'm the best candidate.
I'm just saying, you don't wanna leave this to chance, bro.
You might end up with cuz.
I ain't worried about it.
Denial.
That's the first step. bro.
You'll come around.
Oh, man, move your stinkin' ass.
Come on. I'm out.
Bro, can I get a hit?
Fuck it.
Psst! Poke.
Hey, bro, um...
I feel like we got off on the wrong foot. You know what I'm saying?
I heard you into cutlery and shit.
I got these Shun knives from Sur La Table.
Sells only, like, five ends.
I can debone a fish in, like, what, two, maybe three minutes.
When it's all said and done, you know, maybe you should pull up to the house--
Why are you talking to me, cuz?
I just don't understand the root of the problem.
You don't understand?
You one of them niggas.
Could you define "them niggas"? I mean, I had a full life.
Nigga, you from...
Yeah, man. But I don't be on that.
I really be on this music shit, bro.
Speaking of which, have you ever thought about recordin' something?
You got, like, the voice for soul. Like, it's really Barry White-type shit.
What? Vince.
Robb! You can't see we having a moment?
I don't give a fuck about none of that music shit.
You from over there.
So we got problems, on Bam-Bam.
Bam-Bam...
Miss Mary's son?
Nigga, Miss Mary used to watch me.
Yeah, K through third grade. Back when she had that pink house.
Nigga, I know you been to the pink house.
Yeah, man.
Bake cookies,
oatmeal,
all kind of shit.
You probably know Terrance too, huh?
T-Lo Terrance or Trouble Terrance?
T-Lo. I was just with cuz before I got in here.
That's my day one nigga, yeah.
That's crazy. - It's crazy, right?
Yeah, he snitched on me.
And now I'm facing 800 years to life.
And I fucking hate oatmeal.
Don't nobody hate oatmeal.
When they pop these cells open,
I'mma bust your head against the concrete.
Yeah. Hey, time to go.
No!
No...
Vince!
Bro, what about the verse, bro?
Hey, cuz, you from... ...too?
Nah, big Poke.
Mm-mm. I don't even like that nigga, bro.
The next time you do a show, I'm gonna bring my kids.
They're gonna love it.
They won't understand a lot of it, but they'll love it.
- We 18 and up, so... - Oh, okay.
So, it turns out you were innocent after all, huh?
Man, I'm sorry for the case of mistaken identity, you know.
But don't feel bad. You know, it happens all the time.
Like, a lot.
A lot.
Oh! Have fun at Surf City.
Hmm. - Fuck, Surf City?
You a Beach Boy too?
Nah, I fucking hate that place.
Need a ride back to your car?
I'm good, man.
Suit yourself.
Towin' my shit, man. I just got that car.
Hey, cuz.
You Vince Staples?
Yeah.
I knew that was you.
You know my cousin Terrance.
T-Lo Terrance or Trouble Terrance?
T-Lo!
You mind if I take a flick? Gotta send it to cuz.
Fuck T-Lo.
Okay, okay.
Hey, bro just whipped out on me. Cuz really like that.
I'm home.
Hi, baby.
What's up?
Aw!
You actually got the tickets.
- I told you. - Thank you.
You're welcome.
And the food's almost ready. Are you hungry?
Low-key.
How was your day?
It was cool.
Anything interesting happen?
Not really.
I feel you.
God, I get, like, 50% of what he's saying.
- I mean... - I fucking love this song.
He's an asshole, but he's so fucking talented.
That's us.