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River Runs Red (2018)
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(AIRY MUSIC) (LIGHT MUSIC) KID: Daddy, who was Muhammad Ali? DAD: Oh, he was the greatest. The greatest? Yes sir. He was daddy's first hero. (BAG FLAPPING) KID: I thought he was a boxer. DAD: Well he was, he was a boxer, but, he was so much more. See, he stood by everything he believed when it cost him everything he worked for. (KID LAUGHING) KID: Well let's say it, Daddy, say it! DAD: (laughing) all right, you ready? Float like a butterfly, KID: Sting like a bee. BOTH: Rumble, young man, rumble! KID: I got something for you. DAD: Ooh. Somewhere in here. Here it is. Okay. Just for me? Mhmm. Uh oh. Hey. You drew this? Mhmm. Not bad, kid. Who's that? That's me. Okay, is that mommy? Mhmm. And who's this? You. All right, good stuff. Oh hey, daddy. Hmm? Are black people better than white people? Yes. Um, yes and no. See there are good white people and good black people. There are bad white people and bad black people. It's the same for both. Do you get it? Mhmm. How do you know? How do I know? Uh well, you don't really. You don't know until it's too late. Oh, here comes mommy. Listen, let's not worry her about what happened today, okay? Okay. It can be our secret. Hey mommy. Hey! Mr. Coleman? Mr. Coleman? Would you summarize U.S. versus Johnson please? (CLEARING THROAT) I'm sorry Miss Maxwell. I had to watch my son last night so I didn't make it that far. That's funny. Because that was the first case on the assignment. (CLASS LAUGHING) You know what, since you seem to have forgotten that this is law school and not grade school where your parents check their homework, come on up. Come on up. Come on. I want you to read the case out loud to all of your classmates. Just like you did in grammar school. (CLASS SNICKERING) (CLEARING THROAT) Um, (LIGHT MUSIC) (KID LAUGHING) WOMAN: Charles? Charles? Charles, it's ten till! Yeah. Are you okay? Quiet this morning. Oh, I, just got a lot on my mind. It doesn't matter how many blessings I count. You're at the top of every list. I know. 'Cause I'd hurt you if I want! (LAUGHING) (DOOR SHUTTING) Is that CJ? Does he still have a key? Hey, he's still our son. Hi baby. Hey y'all. Hey y'all? That's all we get, huh? Hey mom, hey pops. Love you, morning. Thank you so much for letting me raid your fridge even though I don't live with y'all no more. Hey dad. Hey. EVE: I'm running late, I gotta go. All right, see you mom. Cool beans. That's not cool, mom. (SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) See you later. (SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Love you. Be careful. EVE: Bye guys. (DOOR SHUTTING) Big day today, huh? Yeah man. About time too. Yeah. I'm proud of you. Uh oh. CHARLES: What? That look. What look, what are you talking about? Why you tripping? Dad, you know what look you give me. I'm not giving you a look. So you're telling me that there's nothing on your mind right now? There's nothing on my mind. What's on your mind? Why you picking on me this morning? I don't got any, - I mean, okay. - You got a hot seat. Come on dad, I know you. I know you, I know the look. Oh you think you know me? CJ: I know when you make that face, what it means. Okay. You know me. What are you, 20, 21, 22? You know I'm 23. - You're 23 okay. - You know this. All right, you think you're ready yet? Huh? Dad, don't do this. Come on put that knife down. Let's see what you got. - You feeling lucky today? - I don't need luck for this. Oh, you don't need luck. Come on, lock them hands and do the countdown. All right. Don't be upset with me when I hurt your feelings. I was gonna say the same thing. Right, all right. I'm gonna count it down, ready? Three, two, one! (GARAGE HUMMING) (LAUGHING) Come on, man. Get off me. CJ: I told you I ain't no little boy no more. You're getting too old for this. I wasn't even warm yet. You're getting too old to play these games with me. Oh, keep talking. (GROANING) (CAR STARTING) CJ: Hey pops. What's up? Since to the victor go the spoils, why don't you let me take the Beamer out just one time? Say what? Come on man, just this one time. (LAUGHING) You'd like that, wouldn't you? (LIGHT MUSIC) Hey. So, I dropped off Brie for her first day of her last year at high school today. Oh wow. How's she doing? She's better. Her counselor told us that the stealing stems from emotional issues. She was frustrated. I was like yeah, we fucking know that. (CHUCKLING) Because of the divorce and, Baby, yeah. Kids are unpredictable. No matter how much we do for them. What's going on, man? Um. CJ's first day at the academy. He's a good kid, he's gonna do fine. Yeah, yeah. He is. Um, I know this goes without saying. Then why are you saying it? I'll look after him. Yeah. Baby one day you look at me You will see no ghetto No, no When you hear this, don't listen wrong I dearly love my people So many great men we'll never see If we do not lose this mentality Till there ain't no ghetto Till there ain't no ghetto I could bring Carter out here. Here? Yeah. With these kids? They'd love it. Pick somewhere better. Better kids than this for Carter. You're an asshole, you know that? Yep, I know. Let's go. (LAUGHING) Fuck. You're a good father, Von. Thank you. How's your dad? Same. Yeah? You see him? Yeah. Always. (ZOOMING) (GAVEL BANGING) Thank you counsel. Sir, do you have anything to add? Your honor, some people say they're sorry when they get caught up. Some don't even say sorry when they do get caught up. So saying sorry really don't mean much. You know what I'm saying? But what I can say is you don't ever have to worry about me stepping foot in this place again. It's on my word. I just, I just need that chance. I appreciate your candor, Mr. Jackson and I've seen your improvement. Congratulations. That being said, I can't give you probation. I just can't. Especially your sentence being 10 years. (SIGHING) But that does not mean that you are without redemption. So the court orders you to house arrest for 12 months, followed by two years probation defense. Notify pretrial services, we are adjourned. (BANGING) Check one, checkmate I think I bagged and not on top But I'm on the lad, and let them be mad Don't even matter, I make the cake Mix up the batter Show up, show out Blow up, blow out Nothing but winning, it's the beginning (PHONE VIBRATING) So proud of you. You have made us proud beyond belief. Today is the first day of the beginning of your career, your life. You have the best of me and your dad. Not much we can ask. I remember when you were nine and you wanted to be a garbage man to keep the streets clean. Now you are doing so much more. Remember every day that even though you are grown, even though you can't see us, and that we aren't there to scream at you, we love you, always. Show up, show out Blow up, blow out Nothing but winning, it's the beginning I told the owner don't let up a minute The picture section there ain't enough women I need a goddess, goddess not a stop Goddess up in the past, I was triple last stop (HORN SOUNDING) (RADIO CHATTER) Love is who we alter a lot We dissect, we all miss a lot (RADIO CHATTER) We beat eleven a boy (TRAIN HORN SOUNDING) Son of a bitch just flipped me off. Light him up. Come on, Carter. Light him up! (SIREN BLARING) My name is sub I'm in my bag You and your fellas You think you're stags I'm knowing me, yeah Get it got it, flip it try (BEEPING) (SIREN SOUNDING) VON: No reports. No warrants on driver, Coleman. I've got a feeling about this one. (TENSE MUSIC) VON: You're overdoing it, Carter. I got a date with a Cuban and you gotta go protect my namesake and his beautiful mother. Hey, is there a problem, officer? Enjoy flipping an officer off? What are you talking about? RORY: Well this is what happens. Registration. So what was going on, sir? I mean I wasn't speeding, my seat belt was on. Did I ask you anything else? No sir. License. Sir, until you tell me why you pulled me over, I really don't have to... Sir, are you refusing a lawful order? No sir. (TRAIN HORN SOUNDING) Gun, gun, gun! (GUNS FIRING AND GLASS SHATTERING) (PANTING) Carter, you good? Yeah, you? Yeah. (TENSE MUSIC) (ZIPPING) We're clear. There's no weapon. Fuck. The fuck did you say? VON: No gun. Fuck! Three street walk. Fuck. We'll fix it. It's all right, we'll fix it. (INTENSE MUSIC) (RADIO CHATTER AND SIRENS BLARING) (SOMBER MUSIC) Sorry. (SOBBING) This is my son! This is my son! (SOMBER MUSIC) WOMAN: I will need a positive identification, sir. (DOOR CREAKING) (SOMBER PIANO MUSIC) Mmmm Yeah yeah yeah It was just the other day When you said to me You gotta be strong You gotta move on You gotta keep your mind on the Lord Lord yeah Now you're gone And I'm all alone Wondering why I'm on my own Who can stop this sadness When I'm deep in this zone of pain Now that you're gone Gone away I've only seen Lonely days You said I'll see you You again (KNOCKING) (SNIFFLING) (EXHALING) (KNOCKING) Charles. Charles, are you coming out? Yeah, yeah, be right out. But now you're gone And I'm all alone Wondering why (LIGHT MUSIC) (SOBBING) Okay. We can both live off of my salary. I can't quit. Can't. Eve, I've worked too hard. I'm the only black judge this town has ever seen. If I quit, they win. Do you think I don't care? Do you think I don't care? I get sick to my stomach. Like literally sick. Every time I turn on the TV and see another black boy killed. It makes me, (EXHALING) but then I remember. I came from the streets, and I can't, I'm a judge now. I have to be different. I have to do my job better. I have to make them see me. I can't quit, I have to be different. CJ was different. (KNOCKING) Yo, Javier, Javier! They shot Diego! What the fuck, man? What happened? He crossed over to Parramore, man. To see some broad. I told this dude, man. Diego, you know better than that. The truce stops at Parramore. Javier, it hurts man, it hurts. Come on man, he's leaking. Get him to a hospital. Mmm-mm, Mmm-mm! Warrants man, I can't do it, I got warrants. Okay homie, listen. You wanna go to jail or you wanna die? 'Cause I can't fix that. Okay, all right. I'll get you a lawyer now. Cop your bail and everything, okay? Just, J, just don't die on me. Get him to a hospital. (GRUNTING) Don't die. WOMAN: Hi yes, I'm Karen White standing outside city hall where you all recall there was a terrible tragic shooting by State Police last week. And what happens now is that an anonymous source has indicated that this city will meet with Judge Coleman today regarding the death of his son Charles Coleman Junior. The city has been divided by the shooting. Black lives matter has shown up, it's been... (CLICKING) (CLEARING THROAT) Why did you do that? CJ's not a cause. He's our son. Rory Carter, Von Clements. I remember them. They say CJ had a gun. Yeah. HORACE: That's what they say. Do you believe them? I don't. You say that like it's a question. Just telling you what I know. Why are they even meeting if they think CJ did something wrong? Kids are unpredictable. No matter who their parents are. But they're our kids. We gotta believe them, right? I know he didn't have a gun. You okay, kid? Heard you got a meeting with Brock today. Good. You got it. I put enough time into my job that I thought it was easier that I just pick up my pension instead of going through another investigation. Hey Rory, listen, I, It's okay. You don't have to thank me. No, that wasn't what I was gonna say. Are you gonna say something that's gonna cost me my pension? Yeah, after I saved your ass? Come on. Yes, I saved your ass. For some punk ass kid. Is that what you're gonna say to me? No, man. You killed the kid. You killed the kid and you planted a fucking gun on him, Rory. Oh fuck. It's done. It's not done! It's done. And there's nothing you could say, today, tomorrow, that'll bring that kid back. I know. I fucking know. He should have known better. He stuck his hand inside a bag, Von. How are you supposed to know what he's gonna pull out? Now just think of this. If he did have a gun, if you hesitated to shoot, then what? He didn't have a gun, Rory. The official report says he had a gun. He just reached for his fucking wallet. I've covered you in the street and I'm asking you now. Cover me. (DOOR CREAKING) (PHONE RINGING) (SOMBER MUSIC) What's this, a showdown? 200 calendars ago, the fastest draw would walk away. Today, we both do. My son doesn't get to walk away. Judge. I uh, You can't even bring yourself to apologize? I don't apologize for doing my job. You don't realize, that kid you killed, he has a father. A father with resources. A father who's gonna use every single resource he has to make sure you never forget the day you pulled that trigger. That box, that's only the beginning. Like I said, I don't apologize for doing my job. (SLAPPING) Shh. And you feared for your life? That's when you began to fire? Is there anything else you would like to add? Son, anything else you'd like to add? No. No. (CLICKING) (PHONE RINGING) Mayor Johnson should be here shortly. Thank you. Good morning judge. I apologize for the tardiness. I found myself on the wrong end of a fender bender this morning. And then the guy that hit me had the audacity to try and flee the scene. Now you know my motto. Action don't happen until I act on. So I chased him down, blocked him in, called our finest and booked his butt. Right. Good to see you too. You know everybody here. DOJ Hinkle. Chief Mallard, Deputies. Gentlemen, our Mayor, I thought we were having this meeting in private. Yes, of course. But being as this is a public entity, I'm bound by my open meeting laws to be open. Very well. Sir, I know you finished the investigation. I'd like to know what you plan to do to the gentlemen that murdered my son. And I'm assuming you've landed on a punishment. Uh, judge. I'll speak plainly. As an institution, we have to trust our officers unless we find evidence to the contrary. You've seen the defense lawyers attack them in court. If we lose that deference, then every slick lawyer in the country will be walking shysters down the street. Based on everything our investigators found, the officers involved in CJ's incident would not be disciplined or charged in any way. The Fed reviewed our findings and signed off. The Federal government agrees? Unfortunately, yes. Chief Mallard, the Department has signed off on this? Judge, I know this must be hard for you to understand right now. But whenever there's a doubt of what happened on the field, we have to rely on the testimony of our officers. As a former officer and as a judge, you must understand this. If you're on the wrong side of this, where are people like me? Or better yet, people who know a lot less than me to turn when the gatekeeper keeps the gate closed? Charles? I hold you in the highest esteem, highest respect. I mean, you've been on the bench for 10 years. Raised by a single mom in one of the most dangerous cities in the country. And in spite of all that, you did things people would deem impossible. We recognize that. So I went to bat for you. I was able to convince our City Council to do what we felt was in everybody's best interest to make a gesture of good will to you. Honey, what we have here is a tragedy. There is no course that will make things right. But in my power, I can offer you that. Say yes, Charles. Charles? Mayor. Charles. (INTENSE MUSIC) Well, you know what we have to do. Okay? (THUNDER RUMBLING) (PHONE RINGING) Stevens. CHARLES: It didn't go well. What? You were right. They said CJ pulled. They killed my son, left him in a river of his own blood for no reason. And Eve, she's not the same. And she's not gonna be until I get some answers. - Bring a civil. - No, I can't do that. If I do that they'll take me off cases. I can do more good on the bench. But Eve, man. I mean you were IA, you know. You have access to all the internal files. Look, you had my back back in the day. I won't forget it. Let me see what I can do. Okay. (PHONE BEEPING) (INTENSE MUSIC) Stevens. Detective, you can't go up there. Prick. That's not good. (PHONE RINGING) Hey. Check your email. Wasn't from me. (KNOCKING) Good evening. My name is Judge Coleman. I'm looking for Javier. Javier is not at home. He's not in trouble, is he? No, no, not at all. This actually is an informal visit. I just wanted to, he and I have, I just wanted some advice from him. You're a judge, and you need his advice? (SLAMMING) (KNOCKING) (PHONE VIBRATING) Hey. (SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) No you don't need to say nothing to anybody. (DOOR OPENING) Hey, Javier is at work. It's the auto shop down the block. Take a left, two lights, a right, Ralphie's. Thank you. Hey, um. I'm sorry for your loss. About what happened to Ralphie. (TENSE MUSIC) Hey, fellas, is there a prob... (SLAMMING) Oh! Why you coming around and asking questions about Ralphie? Wait, wait, hold up, hold up. Hold up, who are you? (SHATTERING) Who is this guy? Hey, what do you want? What is wrong with you, are you crazy? You need to roll, man. You need to get out of here. Hold up, I'm looking for Javier Garcia. You went to my house asking my wife first about my son? Is it you, are you Javier? Listen, I'm a judge, all right? I'm Judge Coleman. I didn't ask, I didn't ask your name. Look, this is my son, okay? I just need a moment of your time. I need your help, I need to ask you a few things. Please. What happened to the photo? How did you find your way to this side of town? My son got shot by the same officers who shot yours. I don't really discuss that. The report says that your son ran and he pulled a gun, and it said you filed a report. I got your address that way. Not me, my old lady. I know better than that. Can you hand me that hammer right there, please? It's the hammer you're next to. You know better than that? Better than what? Okay check it. When I was coming up we lived by a code. You take mine, I take yours. You never snitch on your homies. Police play by the same rules. You shoot a cop, you're lucky to make it out alive. So you say you're a judge, right? Yes sir. How many times you see a regular kid with a complaint against a cop? How many times a cop snitch on another cop and still around to tell? That's my point. I don't need to go to law school for that. My bad about your window. Be ready in a few minutes. But you know what, I got no more words for you, man. You know, CJ's mom got pregnant when we were 17. Everybody thought we'd end up on welfare. But not me. Her father thought that I'd either end up in jail or in hell, and he hoped that I wouldn't drag her with me. And now I'm a judge. What'd he say to that? I don't know, I don't care. Look, I never had to beg anybody for anything in my life. Now I've already asked you for help once. That's all I'm gonna do. So you're a judge, you come down here and want me to help you? Help you to do what? Sue the city. Think about it? I don't need to man, I'm good. All right. Thanks. (PHONE RINGING) Yes? WOMAN: CDI, Officer Petty is on the line. He wants to know if the information released has been confirmed. Heavy is the heart of the hero that protects the city. Tell him yes. WOMAN: Yes sir. I'm gonna head home now, it's almost day. All right, Anne, have a good night. Stop, stop. What? What? Come on, talk to me. I can't. Come on. You don't sleep anymore. You're drinking so much. You don't spend any time with your son. It was my gun, Marilyn. My bullets. That kid didn't even have, What? He didn't have what? Oh my. VON: Rory did it for us. Oh my god. Did you tell anyone? Nobody. Oh my god. My god, you killed that kid. You need to tell someone. VON: No. Yes, no, what do you mean no? No, you are not living in my house with my son with that. That's, no. This is my house. No, no. My husband was not a coward. Was not afraid to do the right thing. You are, you are not my husband. I am doing the right thing. Rory was protecting us. It's us and them, Mary. It's always been us and them. It's not. It's right and wrong. And not being a coward to do what's right. I wasn't, I, (SOMBER MUSIC) I was trying... Don't, don't. Just don't touch me. (EMOTIONAL MUSIC) (CLANGING) Yes, Marcy. My name is Judge Charles Coleman. I was wondering if we could speak about your son Jaylen. So thank you for coming to see me. I wanted to talk about your son Jaylen. You know, Mr. Coleman, I came to peace with this mess years ago. And nothing now is gonna bring Jaylen back. Nothing. So you're just gonna let them get away with it? They won't. Whatever hurt you have in your heart, this gives comfort. It's helped me to forgive those men. And it's in God's hands now. Marcy. We can get justice. Real solid justice. We can make them pay for what they did. Now. Justice is nothing more than a fancy way of saying you get what you deserve. I disagree. Justice restores balance. Okay, it's legal. Revenge does not, revenge is illegal. You mean an eye for an eye? What makes it okay to take one man's eye and yet the very same act of taking another man's eye illegal? We don't take an eye for an eye anymore. We don't live in biblical times. No judge, you take years for stealing a two dollar loaf of bread or prisons forever for one felony conviction. I actually think the eye for an eye is more equitable. Okay, well, uh, thank you for making the trip. I'll let you know when the DA begins prosecution. And uh, you can decide then if you want to pursue it. Judge, if you fixate on getting justice, you'll forget how to live. And living is the best way we can honor our boys. Could I ask you, never mind. No, what were you going to say? Why do you live where you live, in that neighborhood? What did you expect? Gold teeth and improper verb conjugation? I'm sorry. I made one of those mistakes we discussed. 17, riding in a stolen car. We didn't have money for a real lawyer. So I took a plea. And you know what he forgot to tell me? That I'd be a felon. Not allowed to vote. Not allowed financial aid for school. So I graduated valedictorian, couldn't go to college, couldn't get a job. So here I am, a woman, a felon. That's my future for one felony. So is that justice? (SOMBER PIANO MUSIC) (EXHALING) Where are you going? Oh, uh, nowhere. To Ralphie's. Ralphie's closed. Not tonight it's not closed. Are you sure? You know, how can you stand to look at me every day? The cops killed our son and I didn't do anything. I mean we just, went on with our lives like it never happened. I miss him. God knows I miss him. But Ralph made a choice. He chose a life that we were trying to protect him from. You say that, but babe, there's a ghost that's always here, always around. No matter how much we smile or how much we live, how much we go on, there's something that floats around and finds its way between us. You know, you pretend that you don't feel it but I know that you do. The only thing I wanna feel, that I wanna see is you (SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) coming back to me every night. (SOMBER MUSIC) I'll see you tonight. Evie! Eve? Oh, there you are. I got this. What's all this? Where's your phone? Charging. Charging, good, well leave it there because I am treating my wife tonight to a Chinese gourmet dinner. From Hai Cheng's? Don't let the boxes fool you. (R&B MUSIC) Should have told you I love you Could have told you that I care Would have told you I'd be there for you But I didn't 'cause I was scared These words I could have said to you I know you would listen As god as my witness I shoulda coulda woulda but I didn't Shoulda left you from deception Coulda kept you away Woulda kept you from all the lies But I was never there If I had kept close to you I woulda made it through What am I supposed to do Shoulda coulda woulda but I didn't Shoulda never let you walk out And leave my side Woulda told you how I really felt But I didn't because of my pride I could have easily swallowed this Now to sleep I have to cry And I can't lie I shoulda woulda coulda but I didn't Oh I shoulda told you (PHONE BEEPING) (TENSE MUSIC) WOMAN: Where are you? Have you seen the news? They said that CJ had a gun. They're saying he was a street kid. Please call me. (BANGING) Hey. They're calling CJ a thug. Telling everyone that our son was a criminal! And he deserved to be killed! I know, I know. I'm handling it. You left me. Like you don't care, alone. It's been over six months, Charles. You've done nothing! I'm trying, I have tried. Since when do you try? You always do. You wanted to get a high school diploma despite me being pregnant and you did. You wanted to finish college, you did. You wanted to be a lawyer, you did. A judge, you did. A great father you were. So forgive me Charles. If you really wanted to be a man and gain justice for CJ, you would. You wouldn't try! Eve, it's not that simple. Our son, your system, Mr. Charles Coleman Senior, our protector. Thank you so much for gaining justice for my son. (SNIFFLING) You are slave. You are not the man I married. I don't know what you need me to do. (SOMBER MUSIC) (INTENSE MUSIC) Mr. Mayor. Do you have a minute? Hey judge. Big city council meeting tonight. Have to improve the city revitalization project. Right, I understand. This'll just take five minutes. I'm sure you could use a break. All right. We'll pick up in 15. - Will you get me a cup of joe? - SECRETARY: Mhmm. Honey. Two cream. You see the news this morning? Unfortunately, I did. And I promise you, we're hunting down the leaker like the dog they are. Okay. How about this, you seen this? Yeah. I curse the day the gun was made. But we find ourselves in need these days. - How about that? - Another angle of the gun. What's the point? These are two completely different crime scenes two years apart. The same gun. Okay, Ralphie Garcia, Charles Coleman II. How did you find this? Rory Carter was at both scenes. The same style of gun. Where did you get these? These are two black guns with the serial number scratched off. There are thousands of those in this city alone. What are the results of the fingerprint test? What? Did you end up checking the gun for CJ's prints? Charles, just leave this alone. This is bigger than me. It's not bigger than you! Your cops shot my son. How is that bigger than you? That's not what I'm saying. What am I supposed to tell my wife? I made her a promise that I would take care of her and my son. My son is gone. She's all I have left. What am I supposed to tell her? Answer me! Wake up, man! This is the best we got. The city tried. We offered you money, something as a token. You said no! (SOMBER MUSIC) Token sounds right about now. All right. Get me the number to judicial ethics. Yes sir. (TENSE MUSIC) CHARLES: Where are people like me, better yet, people who know a lot less than me to turn? HORACE: They're our kids. We gotta believe them, right? MAYOR: We offered you money, something as a token, you said no! (KNOCKING) Lost again? We gotta stop this, then. JAVIER: Stop what? Them! No more. No more, it's done. What are you talking about? No, look, this is real. This isn't some fake made up gang beef over who owns the block! This is my life! Listen man, you don't know nothing about what goes on out here. Why don't you go back to where you live, Fancyland, wherever that is. You think I've always been a judge? 'Cause you don't know me. You have no idea what I've had to do to get here. So don't play me like that. Go home. No! You can't even look at a photo of your son. Then you're gonna name a building after him hoping that it makes you feel better. Well how's that working out for you? You feel better? Listen, judge or not, you're pushing it. CHARLES: I'm pushing it? - Yeah you're pushing it. - CHARLES: What am I pushing? You're pushing it! I'm not pushing you! You let them. You let those people kill your son and didn't do a thing about it. If that doesn't push you, I don't know what will. As a courtesy, I'm gonna let you leave. Don't ever come back here. Go home. Did you? Did you even see the crime scene footage? What? This is what happens when you get a gangster who's wearing that silver on his chest. (SIREN SOUNDING) (BRAKES SCREECHING) (GUN FIRING) The thing is, your son didn't have a gun. The gun that they said they saw at your son's crime scene is the same gun they said was at my son's crime scene. (SIGHING) I just saw my son die. I'm so sorry. I just saw my son die. Why would you show me that? CHARLES: I'm sorry, I, I, JAVIER: Why would you show that to me? - Why do you wanna shoot me? - Why would you show me that? You're a judge, man, you let that happen. I'm not a judge anymore. Right now I'm just a father. I'm a father who let his son down too. Why shouldn't I shoot you right now? Why shouldn't I drop you? You could. (TENSE MUSIC) Or you could ride with me. Ride? You're a gangster? For my son, I can be. I have to make this right. I can't be in this hell anymore. How do we make this right, law school? I thought about this. I've tried their way. I gave the system a chance to respond and they didn't. So we have a choice just to let things stand or do something to make them take notice. JAVIER: This one killed my boy. I've done worse for less, I'm down. Who's playing? CHARLES: We confront them, his men, force them to face us. And I know where they are. I've watched them, study them. The older visits an old man and takes him cigars, the expensive kind. And goes home, drinks, alone. The young one puts his kid to bed and watches TV all night. We go in, redeem our sons. The response time in that neighborhood is two minutes in and out. While they're distracted, we'll catch the other one at home. So to answer your question, how do we make this right, we have to do something revolutionary. (INTENSE HIP HOP MUSIC) (HUMMING) (GUN CLACKING) Yeah You purchasing a bundle now we count rex You for everybody that hang What you think bout that Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say Spin it spin it on the low if you want it Get it out of mother Get it out the conner Spin it spin it if you really want it You gotta get up You gotta get up on it Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say Young nigger I would say (SOMBER MUSIC) We won't speak of this to anybody. No wives, no doctors, no priests. Nah. You all right? Your hand is shaking like Freddie Roach. CHARLES: Yeah, I'm good, I'm good. No, you don't look good. Don't want you shooting me with that shaky ass hand. That's not funny. It's not funny, I don't wanna get shot. (ACTORS GRUNTING) (DOORBELL RINGING) (TENSE MUSIC) (EXHALING) (BASHING) (INTENSE MUSIC) (CRASHING) (BASHING) (CRASHING) You come in my house, my place of peace! Come on! Get up! You done fucked up! (CRASHING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) Where do you think you're going? (GRUNTING) Might as well have a seat now. So who's our guest of honor? JAVIER: You killed my boy! So how about I kill you too? (GUN CLICKING) (CREAKING) (TENSE MUSIC) (GUNS FIRING) (INTENSE MUSIC) Hey. Sounds like Rory's. Judge Coleman. Didn't expect to see you here like this. I'd say your out of your element. You should have expected to see me the day you killed my boy. See now you've put us on a path where only one of us will walk away tonight and tell what happened. I'm not telling anybody. And you're taking this to your grave. Oh, fuck. (SIGHING) My daddy didn't teach me much in life. But he did teach me two things. How to enjoy a Cuban cigar. I'm not taking about that fake shit. Leaves grown from Cuban seeds in Central American soil. If it ain't Cuban soil, it ain't Cuban, he used to say. See it's the soil that breathes it life. And two, always pick a side. When you do, you fight like hell for it. Which side am I on? When you're on the bench, you're on mine. I would have died for you. But for the record, if I knew it was your boy, it would have went down differently. Yeah, but it didn't. No, it didn't. Guess we better get this over with. (BASHING) Now look at me. Look at me. Look at me! (CRASHING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) (BASHING) I told you you're out your depth. Talk about a justified killing. Not only am I gonna get my pension but I'm gonna get myself a medal of valor. God you guys went from sugar to shit. Go ahead and kill me, man. Fuck, I'm already dead, fuck. The day you killed my son, you killed me. Okay. (GUN FIRING) (GROANING) You all right? (JAVIER MUMBLING) (SIREN SOUNDING) What happened to your mask? I wanted him to know it was me. How do you feel? I don't know, I, I stopped shaking. You think our boys will be proud? I don't know. But they would know that we love them. Come down bad man, there's no need To die tonight Water tonight Come down brown and there's no need to cry tonight Find out who called 911. COP: Officer Anderson for dispatch. (PHONE RINGING) Mother fucker killed a cop on his own house. Stevens. Black suped up car pulled out. Two males, one black, one unknown. (HELICOPTER CHUGGING) What you got, boss? We need to find Von Clements. (KNOCKING) Officer Clements? You need to come with us. Why, I'm on leave? COP: Horace Stevens needs you. Stevens, I never said anything to him. You gotta clear that up with him. We need to go. - I can't leave my son. - We'll have an officer here. We need to go now. Okay, let me just grab my fare. (PHONE RINGING) Hey, when was the last time you saw Charles? Earlier. - Do you know where he is? - No. A cop was killed. They found CJ's ID there. He wants to do the right thing. Is he okay? I don't know. RADIO: All point bulletin. Suspect identified as Charles Coleman Senior. Black male, 26. Records say he's a judge. Seen fleeing in a black sports car with unknown male with him, both armed. Scene double zero reported. 2039 Fidelity drive, air support requested. Yo man, where we at? Um I don't know, some neighborhood. No, no, no, this ain't no neighborhood. This is Parramore, man. I can't be out here. Why not? Is it our side? Mhmm. Be careful. Yeah. MAN: Hey, look, look, look, look. I think that's them. We should pull them over. We ain't gonna be cowboys. Let's just get back to headquarters. If it's them and we don't pull them over, we'll all be fined. Maybe. (TENSE MUSIC) They look a little nervous. Drive! (TIRES SCREECHING) (TENSE MUSIC) (TIRES SCREECHING) (CRASHING) (GROANING) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! I'm calling for backup, stay here! Dammit! (TENSE MUSIC) (THUDDING) (CRASHING) (BASHING) (BASHING) (CLANGING) (BASHING) (GRUNTING) Stand down, stand down! (CRASHING) You want some more? (BASHING) I told you to stand down! (BASHING) Damn, law school, that's, that's all right. I told you I'm gangster. (BASHING) JAVIER: Yeah, my eye's swelling. (GUNS FIRING) Who the hell was that? (GUN FIRING) Who's shooting!? WOMAN: Officer Washington, you're under arrest. Where are my partners? They're alive, they didn't kill our boys. Our beef's not with you or them. Listen, we're gonna walk out of here like this didn't happen. Okay, we're walking out of here! (DOOR CLANGING) (SHATTERING) (ZAPPING) (REVVING) (TIRES SCREECHING) Which way? Ah. Keep straight. It's in the bottoms. You said nobody knows what's happening? COP: You haven't heard? Heard what? Rory, someone took him out. (ZOOMING) Wait, that's him, that's him right there. That's him. JAVIER: Wait a minute, are you sure? Yeah, turn around. Glad this isn't over. (TIRES SCREECHING) This is much bigger than our boys. JAVIER: Damn right. (TIRES SCREECHING) (INTENSE MUSIC) When? About an hour ago. Black male, all we know. (REVVING) Why is Stevens bringing me in? For your protection. Protection from what? The killer. You could be next. All we know. Sure, that's all you know. (INTENSE MUSIC) (CRASHING) (GRUNTING) He's good. What are they doing? Should we fight or should we go? Fuck it! Shit! (TIRES SCREECHING) (GUN FIRING) (TIRES SCREECHING) (ZOOMING) (TIRES SCREECHING) (CRASHING) (SOLEMN MUSIC) MAN ON RADIO: Suspect down, suspect is down. 1050, all men under the Plain Street bridge. (TENSE MUSIC) (GUNS FIRING) JAVIER: You all right? Get out, get out. You got me? MAN ON RADIO: Suspects located, suspects armed. 1033, I repeat, 1033, we need backup immediately. Let's go, go, go! (SIREN BLARING) Officer Von Clements. You are now being tried for the murder of CJ Coleman Junior. And Rafael Garcia, time to pay your penalty. I'm sorry for your loss. Fuck that. It's too late for your fucking sorries. I have a son. I have a son, he's six years old! JAVIER AND CHARLES: I had a son. I know. I'm afraid, Charles. I want you to know that CJ didn't have a gun. I'm sorry, judge. (KID LAUGHING) Stop, stop, stop, stop! (BRAKES SCREECHING) (GUN FIRING) MAN: I see them! (GUNS FIRING) (SOMBER MUSIC) Hoo Hoo Hoo Can I talk for a minute Will you listen oh yeah Said if I had a dime For every time that man died Said I'd be or I'd be a billionaire And as long as it's wrong And I'm a captive in my own home Still I wonder what freedom truly means Yes we pride and we throw And we put on a great show Entertain other people around the world But I'm more than a case So much more than much I did face Still I wonder what freedom truly means How I wonder Still I wonder Will all mankind be free Oh I wonder If there's one love Is there love for you, for me Oh with all my heart I'll always do my part To love mankind is freeing And I'll never stop until our voices are heard When to my brothers, my brothers all we meet (SOMBER MUSIC) |
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