["Say Go" by D Smoke playing]
Man: ♪♪ Super ♪♪
♪♪ Good ♪♪
♪♪ If I get a word, the homies gon' hydroplane, yeah ♪♪
♪♪ If I get a word, the homies gon' hydroplane ♪♪
♪♪ Slide, I'm ready ♪♪
♪♪ Say go, bomb like the block, where the Legos? ♪♪
♪♪ If a ... hate, then it's case closed ♪♪
♪♪ You lookin' at the great with the say so ♪♪
There you go. There you go. Nice job.
Here we go.
Spencer, voice-over: Every high school kid with a dream
of going to the NFL will tell you
them 10,000 hours starts young...
Jordan: All right. There you go.
Spencer, voice-over: back home on the block
or on the pee-wee field or in the school gym.
There you go, there you go, there you go.
Spencer, voice-over: "By any means necessary"
becomes our daily mantra.
"Pushing to the limit," "pressure," "sacrifice."
These are all words we become very familiar with,
and if we're lucky, along the way, we find someone
who believes that dream can be a reality for us--
a parent, an unc, a coach.
Oh, come on, guys. Come on.
My beautiful wife at home can go
a whole hell of a lot harder than this.
Hey, do not make me clown you online
like I did last week. Come on, let's go. Earn it!
All right, J.B.
That's a whole lot of talk for a brother
with a clipboard and a whistle.
Oh! OK.
Is that a "sha-lon-jah" I hear?
Come on, let's go. Me and you. Line it up.
Spencer, voice-over: Someone there to help us navigate
the ups and downs of life.
Someone who won't let up until
we've made it across that finish line
and our improbable childhood dream...
is finally our reality.
Come on, boy.
-Ah! -Ooh!
[Breathing heavily]
Oh, man.
I almost had you, old man.
You say something? I can't hear you
over the sounds of victory.
OK, I see what we're doing.
That's cold, Dad. That's cold.
I don't know. Looked pretty close to me.
Thank you, Mom. I can always
count on you to keep it 100.
Cassius: Oh, that's just because I slowed down at the end.
See, I didn't want to completely embarrass our son.
That's what it is. Ava: Right, right.
Of course. Cassius: Give me that phone.
-[Laughs] -Give me the phone.
Give me the phone. You play too much.
-[Laughs] -Give me the--
KJ: All right. You know what?
I'm gonna let you two lovebirds
enjoy your last day in L.A.
I'm gonna go kick it one last time with the homie Yasi.
Ava: Who? KJ: Yasi, Mom. The guy
I met at football camp.
Oh, right. Two weeks
and he's already the homie.
I mean, yeah. Two weeks of Coach Payne
whooping our asses on the field--
I mean, butts on the field.
Ma, we're bonded for life.
So, you got a taste of that
D1 QB life.
You still want it?
Seriously? I want this more than ever.
All right. I'ma see y'all back at the hotel.
KJ, hold up a second.
Yes, I know. I know.
We're headed back to Oakland tomorrow,
so, I won't be out too late. Peace.
[Ava chuckles]
Cassius, let him go.
Let him have tonight.
[Indistinct chatter]
Jordan: Come on, man.
You tired of me schooling you yet or what, huh?
Coach Bobby: I didn't realise lifts was such a party.
Coach. Hey.
Yeah, you know the guys finished up.
Figured I'd just let 'em
blow off some steam, you know?
Well, let's hope that it's still a party
when Inglewood hands us our ass
in our first game, since y'all don't
want to take nothing seriously.
Hit the showers.
Coach...
You do realise that you're their coach
and not their teammate, right?
Of course I do. Yeah.
Then act like it.
[Exhales sharply]
Coop: Ooh. OK, girl.
you got one hell of an eye for interior decor.
I can't even believe this was Spencer's room.
Yeah, well, I can't believe my dad
didn't trust me alone for 48 hours.
Come on, you're still sulking over that?
I'm 16.
It wouldn't matter if you was 32 years old.
Your pop's still going to worry about you, Amina.
Yeah, right. Whatever.
-Ma'am? -Sorry.
Thank you.
Oh, no, no, no. That box is for charity.
I'm going for a more mature vibe in here.
OK. Well, besides, how do you know
that I didn't volunteer to hang out with you
because I love you?
Of course.
You just really wanted to spend
your Friday night on my couch
watching "Grease 2."
First of all, "Grease 2" is a classic.
Second of all, it's not your couch.
that's Ms. Grace's.
You're just renting it.
And third, why are you in such a hurry
to grow the hell up?
The thing is, I'm not. I just am grown
and need my dad to see me that way.
So, this has nothing to do with a certain wannabe thug
that you was Insta-stalking
throughout the whole movie last night?
Khalil? What? No.
-He and I are just friends... -Mm-hmm.
and he is not a wannabe thug.
Well, somehow you just knew
exactly who I was talking about.
-Here. -[Giggles]
Jordan: Talking about "Just act like it."
I mean, you would think I was
popping bottles with the guys
the way Coach Bobby is reacting,
which is insane, because he's the one
that pursued me for this job.
Well, you guys just have different
coaching styles, that's all.
Oh, can you believe "Anonymous" is a real colour?
I mean, I was just these guys
a couple years ago, babe, right, which is good.
Like, we get each other.
They can open up to me.
I just don't understand why he's not taking advantage
of that situation as opposed to
penalising me for my youth.
Look, maybe he just wants you
to have boundaries.
Have you tried talking to him about it?
Oh, here we go. [Chuckles]
Besides, whenever it's time for my guys to lock in,
they do exactly that. They lock in.
OK, they are on, ready to go.
They don't need me yelling at them
for some fake motivation.
I'm right about all of this, right?
Oh, oh, so you were talking to me.
OK, because talking to someone
usually also involves listening
and not trading jokes in the comments with your players
about how they were "schooled by this old man
in the gym this morning. #tuff."
Jordan, why do they even have access to your socials?
What do you mean? It's public. Everyone does.
And I--I was listening to you.
Oh, really? Really. OK.
What colour is this, this one?
That--That--That one is the one that we will
not be repainting our house with.
It's Anonymous, Jordan,
and I knew you weren't listening.
OK, listen. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, all right? You're right.
I wasn't listening, and I apologise, OK?
But I'm listening now, OK? So, talk to me.
Why are we repainting our kitchen,
especially when you hate redecorating?
I don't know. I'm just trying to find
a way for us to put our stamp on the house
now that it's ours.
Oh. I mean, I can think of
a few ways we could
put our stamp on this house.
-Jordan. -If you want.
I--[Laughs]
Come here.
Have we christened this room yet?
Mm...you know, maybe, but I'm not sure.
We should probably just do it again just to be safe.
Yeah. [Chuckles]
[Car horn honking]
What the hell was that?
-Uh, it was, uh, the guys. -Jordan.
The guys, the--
We're supposed to grab a bite to eat...
-The guys. -before the QB session today.
-Mm. -So...
I'm just gonna let them know that that's not happening.
-That's right. -Yeah. It's not happening today,
'cause why would that happen?
[Sighs]
Cassius.
Huh.
What was all that at the beach this morning, then? Hmm?
Don't. Just...
Don't make this any harder than it needs to be.
That was for KJ.
Right. Right.
We're getting real good at that charade, huh?
OK. Can we just...
Look, the whole reason that I flew down here today
was so that we could figure out
how to tell KJ together.
And what if I don't want to tell him, Ava?
What if, instead, I want to fight for my wife?
-Cassius, you agreed. -Yeah, I agreed,
because you're miserable.
OK. I agreed because there's only so many times
a man can reach for his wife
just to watch her shrink away.
Great. Is that what you're going to tell KJ tonight?
That it's my fault?
You know what?
I'm not going to tell him a damn thing.
You want this separation, Ava?
You want to upend our boy's life?
You tell him.
[Door opens and closes]
KJ: Oh. Oh, OK, Yasi. Ha!
Crenshaw Chargers. Not bad, not bad.
Come on, man, put some respect on our name.
You know this place is fly.
We got brand-new, state-of- the-art everything,
and that's all thanks to Spencer James.
KJ: Yeah, naw, this is dope.
You know, you got that, uh,
rookie money upgrade.
It's just back home, you know, we got that
Marshawn Lynch, future Hall of Famer money upgrade.
Oh, man, here we go.
Hey, what, man? I said this is cute, though.
Nah, bruh, I had to listen to you
brag on your gym and your school and your team
all football camp.
Bro, we get it. Y'all think that
y'all are the Kendrick to our Drake. OK.
Man, I ain't say all that.
In fact, man, I really don't know
what I'm getting into this junior year.
This is gonna be my first year
without my pops as head coach.
Yasi: Hold up, they fired him?
But--But y'all are CIF regional champs.
Nah, they didn't fire him.
He's taking time off for him, whatever that means.
Voila.
All right. Let's bounce, bro.
Beaches, babes, and bottles await.
Ha! Come on.
Ms. Perez: Mr. Edwards. Mr. Edwards, we are not done.
Yeah, we are. You trippin'
talking all that mess about me repeating
the 11th grade.
Coach Payne is crazy.
That dude is a trip, right?
Yasi: He really was. KJ: Oh, my bad.
Watch where the hell you going, dawg.
Hey, relax. I said my bad.
Yasi: If it ain't Crenshaw's "least likely to graduate,"
Mr. Khalil Edwards.
They still let you on campus, bro?
He's a friend of yours?
Man, please. His dad is some
big-deal Crip. He thinks that
makes him untouchable.
Whatever, bro. He's just bad news.
Crip, huh? What about you?
Any affiliations?
Hey, no judgment. I'm just curious.
Football. That's my affiliation.
Look at you. I thought law school
didn't start for another couple weeks.
It doesn't, but there's no such thing
as being too prepared.
OK. Well, I'm off to the beach
with some friends, so, see you later.
Ahem. [Coughing]
You OK, Auntie Coop?
It's not my child. It's not my problem. Yeah.
Yep. I'm good. Have a good time.
That's all you have to say?
Pretty much.
OK, but can you, like,
send me some money for snacks?
Oh, my bad. I thought you was grown.
I mean, grown folks got their own money.
I'm working on getting a job,
but until then, pretty please.
All right, but, for real,
like, what-- what, did you leave
the rest of that outfit in the bag?
I'm literally going to a beach.
I mean, how much more can I have on?
And besides, this is-- This is age-appropriate.
You know, I'm not--
A little girl anymore.
I mean, I get it.
I'm just not sure who you trying to
prove that to more--
all of us or yourself.
[Cell phone vibrating]
Look, have a good time. Be safe.
Layla, what's up?
Man: ♪♪ Show me, show me how you get down... ♪♪
Jordan: All right, fellas, turn me up now, turn me up now.
Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, hey.
Hey, hey, hey. All right, all right, all right.
Fellas, hit the field. Hit the field.
Let's have a day. Come on, now.
Let's go.
Anybody got eyes on Yasi?
Yasi. Uh...I don't think he's coming.
Said something about plans.
-Plans? -Yeah.
We have a session. That's my starting quarterback.
What do you mean? Lil Ron: I guess since
it was optional, he opted out.
Lil Ron, you know optional is never actually optional.
Hey, that's why I'm here.
OK. Go be great.
Coach Bobby: Coach Baker. Missing something?
Or should I say somebody?
No, sir. No, sir. Just, uh,
a little misunderstanding. I'm gonna go
take care of it right now, OK?
[Sighs]
[Cheering on phone]
Ohh...
Blue, 32!
Blue, 32! Set! Go!
Man: ♪♪ I'm comin' in hot ♪♪
♪♪ I'm comin' in ♪♪
♪♪ Yeah, first one up ♪♪
♪♪ Gotta start the movement, ya... ♪♪
Whoo!
I could do this all day, bruh. Ha!
Yeah. Remind me which one of us
is two-peat state champs.
-Ha. OK. OK. I like that. -OK. Keep it up.
Keep it up, huh? I'm about to show you
how we do it down here in L.A.
A'ight, then line it up, then.
Oh, you on defense now?
Yeah, man. I mean,
someone's gotta humble you.
-OK. OK. I got you. -Yeah. Come on.
Hey.
Man: ♪♪ Let's go, let's go ♪♪ Yasi: Wide 8.
Wide 8. Single.
Man: ♪♪ Yeah, I'm coming in ♪♪
♪♪ Let's go, let's go, I'm coming in hot ♪♪
[Crowd cheering]
KJ: Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
Yeaaaaaaah!
That was--That was luck, bro.
That was luck. Man: Let's do this.
Yasi: Whatever. Man: ♪♪ ...coming in hot ♪♪
Girl, when I tell you I love football,
I love football.
OK.
Name one football team you know.
The Six-Packers. Mm-mm. The Fine Booties.
Those are all teams, right?
Seriously, you're cut off.
And besides, I thought we were here to
preplan the back-to- school rally.
I can multitask.
[Laughter, indistinct chatter]
Can you please focus?
I know you're not talking, Miss
My Head's Been On A Swivel Since I Got Here.
Khalil's not coming, by the way.
You know, daytime beach is not his thing.
Now, why would I be looking for Khalil?
Baby girl, that's what we would all like to know.
You could have had fine-ass Deion this summer.
OK, whatever. He's like my brother.
That boy did not feel brotherly towards you.
-For real? -Of course you didn't notice
because you were too googly eyes over Khalil.
And now Deion's moved to Santa Fe with his sister
and Khalil's about to get kicked out of school, so...
Wait. Khalil's about to be kicked out?
Apparently, Khalil missed so much school last year
that he has to repeat 11th grade
or they won't let him back.
At least that's what I heard.
KJ: Hey, hey, heads up.
Woman: ♪♪ I been goin' out... ♪♪
KJ: My bad. Amina: All good.
Woman: ♪♪ I been goin' out ♪♪
♪♪ Like it's the weekend, yeah, yeah ♪♪
♪♪ I been goin' out... ♪♪
Which one of you fine men
want to teach me how to play?
Woman: ♪♪ It's the weekend, yeah, yeah ♪♪
[Door closes]
Have no fear. The cavalry is here.
What are you doing here? I thought you were
baby-sitting Amina. Coop: Oh, no.
She is 16, all right? And in dog years,
that makes her a grandparent.
She's fine. You,
on the other hand, need to be
saved from yourself.
Wow. I mean, this is worse than I thought.
Oh, is this ugly green
the chartreuse you called me about?
Coop, this is serious.
OK. You know what's not serious? Chartreuse.
Layla: OK. Coop: What?
I am trying to make this place
a home for me and Jordan,
the perfect, you know, coach's home
that still feels like us, and you are not helping.
Look, the Baker house has been a home,
I mean, to everyone, as a matter of fact,
so just let it be.
I mean, this Martha Stewart thing ain't you.
But wait. This, this is you.
I need this girl to show up right now.
OK, well, what about you?
When did playing nanny
and monitoring the height and width
of Amina's short shorts end up
on--on your vision board?
Man, what has happened to us?
I guess we grew up.
Nonsense. I just graduated college.
We should be in our prime.
Well, apparently, I've peaked.
It's retirement homes and
career achievement awards from here on out.
Look, half the vortex has moved to New York
and is living their best life somewhere on Broadway.
-And playing ball. -Or taking their
bestselling book and turning it into a TV show.
And don't forget conquering new high schools
as the new assistant head coach at Astoria Prep.
Shout-out to Asher and Coach Mrs. Montes.
Maybe we should have moved to New York.
Nope. No. No, we shouldn't have, OK?
We are badass women, and we could be
our badass grown selves
right here on the West Coast, too.
So, come on.
Wait. Where are we going?
We are going to out-fun the New York vortex.
-Oh. -Vamanos, woman.
OK.
[Phone clatters]
Mm.
[Clatter]
[Indistinct chatter]
Ha ha ha! Hey.
Jeez. Wow.
-I know. -Looking good.
Ha ha! Yeah, man.
Yo, yo, is that Jordan Baker?
Yo, that is two-time NCAA champ.
I mean, that 65-yard touchdown pass
against Hedlund State was insane.
Yo, you have to introduce me.
Jordan: I'm sure there is a great reason
as to why my quarterback is out here
rolling around in the sand
and not at practice with the rest of his teammates,
and I cannot wait to hear why.
Sorry, did you need a second to come up with a BS excuse?
Cool, cool. I'll wait.
JB, just chill, bro.
OK, it's one optional practice.
That's Coach JB, first of all,
and do not play dumb. You know that
every single practice is mandatory
unless you're dead.
Clearly you are not dead.
Oh, so now you want to be responsible, huh?
Like--Like you never skipped practice to party?
Yasi, get your ass in the car
and get on the field now.
Matter of fact...
this you?
[Laughter, indistinct chatter]
Jordan: OK.
You know what? See you back at practice...
Coach.
Woman: ♪♪ I ain't the juice, I ain't the juice ♪♪
♪♪ Now open up for the... ♪♪ Coop: Uh-uh. Nope, no.
Uh-uh. Do not call me that, all right?
I did not sign up for that. OK? It's offensive.
What? An adult?
Yes. I didn't sign up for that.
I never enlisted.
I signed up to be grown. Big difference.
Wait, and what's the difference again?
"Grown" is me not making Amina change
before she went out and day-drinking
with my super successful "Top 25 Under 25" girl.
Ugh. Don't remind me.
What? Don't remind you
that you're killing the game? -Mm-hmm.
We all trying to get on your level.
No, seriously, Coop, like,
where am I supposed to go from here?
'Cause I'm not even 23 years old.
I have already accomplished everything.
Wait, did I peak in high school?
Oh, Layla Keating might have.
She might have peaked in high school.
-No. -No, I'm messing with you!
All right, come on. You're just--you're Layla Baker now.
Well, what is Layla Baker good at?
This. This. This is good.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-Mm mm. -Mm.
[Coughing] Coop,
did you not lock the doors?
I-I said grown. Not adult.
Apologies. I heard the music.
Thought y'all were still open. My bad.
No, wait. Hold on, hold on. It's all good.
A brother only looks to day-drink
for a couple of reasons.
Either he's an alcoholic or he's got marriage problems.
Both: Marital problems.
Y'all some palm readers or something?
Well, you keep playing
with your wedding band.
That's the dead giveaway.
Cassius: Right. Coop: Anyway, what you having?
'Cause we serving.
Cassius: Um... Layla: Uh, Coop?
-What? -Well, we--
I mean, sometimes it's good to talk to strangers.
Or--or you could-- you could have the drink
that you came for and-- and go about your way.
By the way, I'm Coop, this is Layla,
and this is her spot.
Um...you know what? Why not?
I'm-I'm Cassius. Cassius Jeremy.
And I'll take a whiskey neat.
There it is. That's it.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
I'm having some grown... daytime fun.
Oh, my God. Weed and twerk classics
is where I call it a night.
I just washed my hair.
Yeah, actually, you go ahead.
-Oh-- -What?
I know I've been messing with you all day,
but for real,
Jerrel and them are in the full-on gang.
That's who Khalil has been rolling with and that's
exactly who you should stay away from.
Khalil is not part of the gang.
Yet.
Look, I just want to make sure he's
OK with all the school stuff before I roll out.
That's all.
But--
Hold that. Thanks.
Amina!
Can we talk?
Yo, can we get a minute?
That's probably the last lap dance
you're getting from her.
I'll live.
Since when you start drinking?
Matter of fact, what the hell you doing here, anyway?
OK, seriously, you're not my dad.
And I just wanted to make sure you were cool.
Heard about the whole repeat the 11th grade thing.
-Yo, can you chill? -What?
-What are you doing? -I'm checking on my friend.
I don't need you to check on me. I'm good.
Khalil, what the--why--
You don't need to be drinking anyway.
And ain't it past your bedtime? Go home.
You know what? I am sick
of you and everyone else
telling me what I am and what I'm not.
None of you get to decide that.
Because I can do what I want, when I want,
and there's crap-all any of you can do about it.
Meen, you're talking a lot of crap.
Oh, I'm not just talking.
[Laughter]
[Indistinct chatter]
Hey, what up, my guy?
What's up, bruh?
That kiss make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?
-Excuse me? -Look, I don't know
who you are or where your ass came from,
but you ever touch one of our girls again,
it's gonna be a problem. You feel me?
OK. Whatever, bro. That chick kissed me.
Watch yourself.
That chick got a name, bro.
Yo, did I offend you in a former lifetime or something?
This all a joke to you, huh?
Oh, well, clearly you take everything
a little too seriously, so, it's
whatever, bro. I'm out.
KJ: Move. Khalil: Make me.
Clearly, cats like you need to be taught some respect.
By who? A brother that's apparently
too stupid to graduate?
[KJ grunts] Khalil: What's up?
Things ain't so funny now, huh?
[Gun cocks]
KJ: Oh, yo, yo, this is crazy, man.
Come on. All this over a kiss?
I suggest you get up out of here and go back to
wherever you came from.
Gladly.
Jerrel, what the hell is your problem, man?
Don't everything needs to be answered with yo' damn gun.
So, let me get this straight. You still love her?
Cassius: Yup. Coop: And she still loves you.
Yup.
Layla: But you're still separating.
I still don't get why, though.
Layla: Sorry. You--You don't have to tell us.
It's none of our business.
Yeah, I don't think I have to worry about
y'all remembering this tomorrow.
-That's a fact. [Laughter]
You know, when I first met Ava in college,
uh, my entire future flashed before my eyes--
the joy, the possibilities,
the kids we'd raise to believe
they could be whatever they wanted to be,
the dreams we chased together, man.
I didn't grow up like that.
You know, with that kind of...
optimism around me.
She--She made me into something
I didn't think I could be--
a hopeful dreamer.
Uh...
17 years later, she deserves to still be
married to that guy, but, well, he's gone, so--
And he is you, correct?
Wait, what happened to him, though?
The hopeful dreamer.
Uh. Duty happened.
-Duty. -Duty.
Thanks for the drink and the drunk ears.
I should get going.
Uh, y'all ain't driving home, right?
Sorry. It's the parent in me.
Look at that. We're still young enough
to get parented, but thank you. No.
I have already arranged for our driver.
She has arrived. Hey.
Yeah. You know, when I said I was working
on getting a job, I didn't mean as a Uber driver.
[Laughter]
Cassius: Um, good luck with them.
Amina: Yeah. Thanks. Coop: Yeah.
OK, so, how much have you guys had to drink?
Coop: Not that much. Layla: Just this much.
OK. Let's get you down from here.
Coop: Baby girl, you want to be grown?
I got two words for you!
Designated driver. Come on.
Layla: Designated driver. Amina: Get down from here.
Layla: Whee! Oh! [Laughs]
You caught me.
Coop: Take me home! Layla: I'm OK.
Let's go. Let's go.
I just don't understand why we can't leave tonight.
I mean, can't we just drive?
Yes, in theory, we can, but--
Please, Mom,
I want to go home. Like now.
What's going on?
I want to go home early.
Yeah, I got that part. Mind telling me why?
Why is everything suddenly an inquisition?
I'm literally just asking to leave 12 hours early.
Clearly something happened, so, why don't you come
sit down and tell us what's going on?
[KJ winces]
What was that?
Cassius: Hey. KJ: It's nothing.
No. It's nothing.
Ava: Oh, my God, KJ, what happened?
It's nothing. OK?
It was a stupid fight at the beach.
A reminder that I've overstayed my welcome here.
So, can we just please go back home to Oakland?
What? What is it?
Ava: Your dad and I, we have-- Cassius: Hey.
Um, things have been a little rough
for your mom and me lately, OK?
It's my fault.
It is. I, um...
I broke some promises and, um...
and she deserves better.
Oh, you cheated on her?
Cassius: No, no, of course not. Ava: No, baby,
nothing like that.
So--so, are you guys getting a divorce?
We are trying a separation.
Just a trial. And we feel
that the space will be good for everyone.
And how much space are we talking?
Cassius: Well, um, I got a new coaching gig here in LA.
KJ: Wait... Cassius: Hold on.
I'm not leaving you, OK? Um...
Actually, your mom and me think it's best
if you come with me.
So, we're moving here.
And I'm gonna stay in Oakland,
but I'm gonna-- I'm gonna visit.
So, you guys just have this whole thing
figured out, haven't you?
I mean, this is my life, too, right?
But I guess what I need just-- it just doesn't matter.
Wow.
So much for being a family.
[Door closes]
Amina: Oh, and I also attached my resume
to the back of the application.
So, yeah, you should have
all the information you need.
Thanks.
[Whispers] Oh, God.
Hey. Hi.
So, I don't know if you remember me, but--
I try not to forget girls that I kiss.
Right. Um, except it's more like I kissed you.
Which is what I'm actually
awkwardly trying to apologise for.
I, I acted impulsively and was trying to
prove a point to a guy who can't seem to see me
and oh, my God, now I'm rambling
and embarrassing myself even more,
so, I'm just gonna go.
Hey, hey. Uh, my name is Kingston Jeremy,
but everybody calls me KJ.
Now, I figured we already shared a kiss.
We should at least swap names.
Amina. Amina Simms.
It's nice to meet you, Amina Simms.
You, too.
OK. Um, see you around.
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I hope this doesn't sound weird,
but you look like you could use a friend.
I look that bad, huh?
I've seen better.
Yeah. Uh...
my life, it kind of just imploded tonight,
and I'm just trying to... not hit something.
OK. Maybe I can help with that.
I mean, what do you do to blow off steam,
clear your mind?
Uh...
All right. I definitely didn't have
breaking and entering on my wish list for the night.
It's not breaking and entering
when I have my dad's keys.
-He teaches here, so, it's fine. -Yeah.
Besides, you said throwing a football around
is how you blow off steam
and we need a football.
I mean, yeah, but I'm guessing
we could have bought one.
And where's the fun in that, Kingston? Uh,
hey, Uncle Jordan.
KJ: Uncle Jordan? Jordan: Do I want to know
why you're breaking in?
I'm sorry. I'm just trying to
help a friend who's having a rough night.
Uncle Jordan, this is...
Kingston Jeremy. Yeah.
Top 20 high school quarterback in California.
How you doing? KJ: Wait, you know who I am?
Listen, MaxPreps loves to highlight you
on their online high school mixes
and you are hard to miss, my friend.
Yeah, uh, I don't know how much love
I'll be getting going forward.
It looks like I'm moving schools
and I'm not really sure what I'm stepping into.
Forget all that. OK? I've seen your arm.
I've seen the way you read the field.
Something tells me you'll be making an impact
no matter where you land.
-I appreciate that. -Yeah. Of course.
Like, more than you know.
Uh, but, uh, you know, we should
probably get out of your hair.
Yeah, Ameena, she was going to help me
toss a few, but, uh, I feel like we should go.
You know, actually, uh, tossing the rock,
uh, clears my mind as well,
so--I don't know-- what do you say
we hit the field and, uh,
spin it for a few rounds?
-Wait, seriously? -Yeah.
I could use a distraction.
Amina: And it looks like my work here is done.
Have fun.
OK.
Uh, hey, Amina.
That guy, uh, the one you were trying to impress?
He's blind if he can't see what's right in front of him.
That was smooth. Very smooth.
Ha ha!
Hey. Coop let me in.
She actually went to get me some water,
but never came back, though.
You might want to check on her.
If you're here to yell at me about what
happened at the beach, you can save it. I'm good.
Actually, um, I'm here to apologise.
Look, when Deion left, he asked me for only two things--
to look out for you,
protect you like you was my sister.
What was the other?
Keep my Black ass out of trouble.
I appreciate you looking out for me. I do.
But I'm not a little girl anymore...
That's fair.
and I'm sorry about earlier, too.
I didn't mean to air out your business about school.
Hey, don't worry about it. It's cool.
What are you going to do?
I don't know.
I might have finally messed up
beyond what's fixable.
Mm-mm. I don't believe that, Khalil.
You're the one that got me up to speed
on pre-calc this summer.
The problem's always your attendance,
never your grades.
This is a chance for you to get back on track.
Maybe. I'll think about it. Look, I got to bounce.
One more thing, though.
Dropping out of school is the exact opposite
of keeping your Black ass out of trouble.
I'm just saying.
Touché.
See you.
Woman: ♪♪ Crumbling like paper ♪♪
[Door opens]
♪♪ But I'm doing my best ♪♪
♪♪ I'm losing my anchor ♪♪
♪♪ There's a pull in my chest ♪♪
♪♪ All that matters... ♪♪
Spencer on voicemail: J! I'm sorry I missed you, dawg.
Look, I know the school year's getting ready to start up.
It got me thinking.
Every high school kid with a dream of going to the NFL
will tell you
them 10,000 hours starts young--
back home on the block or on the pee-wee field
or in the school gym.
And if we're lucky, along the way, we find someone
who believes that dream can be a reality for us--
a parent, an unc, a coach.
KJ: Hey, uh, thanks for meeting me here.
Cassius: Yeah. Uh, KJ... KJ: No, no, me first. Please.
Look, my bad for walking out the way that I did.
Um, I had some thinking of my own to do.
Someone reminded me tonight that, uh,
no matter where I play, I'm still me
and that I still have an impact.
And I realised that the same is true for our family.
Now, I'm never going to stop rooting for us
to get back together, but I know that
no matter where we live or how spaced out we are,
we're still us,
and we'll still have an impact together.
So, um, I trust you guys.
Whatever the next step is, I trust you.
Woman: ♪♪ Somehow we're still standing on the edges ♪♪
♪♪ Somehow... ♪♪
Cassius: I love you, son.
I love you, too, Dad.
Woman: ♪♪ 'Cause even when it breaks... ♪♪
So, how about it? Last meal together?
Boy, not you making it sound like
this is the Last Supper.
We have plenty of meals together. Come on.
Spencer, voice-over: Someone there to help us navigate
the ups and downs of life.
Someone who won't let up until we've
made it across that finish line
and our improbable childhood dream is finally our reality.
Layla: Jordan? Jordan: Yeah?
We're always gonna be each other's
hopeful dreamers, right?
[Snoring]
[Whispers] OK.
Spencer, voice-over: For this new generation,
that person is you, J. You.
So, as you approach this first official week of school,
remember that.
Remember who you are and what you bring to the table.
And then take these kids all the way to they dream.
OK, I'ma holla at you soon, man.
Love.
Woman: ♪♪ Like words beyond ♪♪
♪♪ Our light never fades ♪♪
♪♪ Oh, oh ♪♪
♪♪ Our light never fades ♪♪
♪♪ Oh, oh ♪♪
♪♪ Our light never fades ♪♪
It's late. Shouldn't you be gone?
Yeah, I'm heading out in a minute.
What you got against the kid anyway?
You're a little hard on him, even for you.
Yeah, well, I got my reasons.
KJ: Uh, what are we doing here?
This is our new home.
Welcome to Beverly High.
Greg, move your head.