Animal 2 (2008) Movie Script
(shouting)
(gunshot)
- Lord Jesus, I used to think.
(shouting)
But Lord I realize that
violence is the artist,
and I'm just aggression.
Lord to break the chain
you have to remove a link.
Lord, I set out to find
that link and remove it.
But Lord sometimes I don't
know if I have the will,
or if I'm so arrogant
to think that
I'm the archangel Gabriel.
(groaning)
(scuffling)
(rap music)
- [Voiceover] Let's move,
move it move it, let's go.
- [Voiceover] Don't shoot,
don't shoot, come on!
- [Voiceover] Hey someone,
there's a dead cop.
- [Voiceover] Get
him up, get him up!
- What do you mean
you can't give out any
information, I'm his son.
I just wanna know if my
father is okay, okay,
can you give me that
information please?
Yes, I'll hold.
- Sup, brah?
- Nothing man, I'm just trying
find to out if Pop's okay.
- From what I heard
he's one of the hardest
gangsters to ever step foot
on this unworthy planet, man.
- James, stop it.
- No, not that I would know,
because hasn't been around
since I was a kid.
- James Jr.
Can you cool it, brah?
Yes I'm still here.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
He's okay man, they're
just gonna transfer him
to another facility.
- Another facility?
Now why can't you
just say prison?
Because that's where
he is, he in prison!
Prison!
And he ain't never
getting out man, come on.
- Look James, James, James--
- I'm going to school man.
- Hey listen to me, now you
know Pop loves you right?
- Yeah...
Yeah I know that, man.
All right man, I love you man!
- Get off of me fool.
- Kiss, what's wrong with you?
- You know I don't
roll like that.
You just get your
behind to school man.
- [Voiceover] Some of these
prisoners to other facilities
in order to defuse tensions.
(rap music)
- Stand the fuck up!
You know what
happened to me today?
Wife bought a couch.
$3,700.
We don't have
$3,700 in the bank,
but with her being a
consistent dumb bitch,
she decides buying a $3,700
couch is more important
than paying the mortgage.
Reason I'm sharing this
anecdote with you dumb fucks,
is to let you know, do
not fuck with me today.
Because I will take out $3,700
worth of anger on one of you
fuckers, and that's
a lot of asswhoopin'
and ain't none of y'all
motherfuckers worth a dime!
God gave you two ears
and only one mouth,
it means you should listen
twice as much as you speak.
So continue to shut the fuck
up and hear what I'm saying
and I might not
kill your ass today.
All of you motherfuckers is
a bunch of fucking idiots.
We know that because God
always sends the dumbass
motherfuckers to me,
just like my dumbass
couch-buying wife.
James Animal Allen.
Welcome home, it's
been a long time.
- Not long enough.
- Hmm-mm, 15 years you did here,
you finally get out
and what happens?
Straight back in the
joint like every other
dumb fuck that ever left here.
They transfer you from
Folsom, because you know
niggers and spics get
along, so I guess you're
my problem now.
- I ain't nobody's problem, sir.
- Glad to hear it Animal,
but we don't want more
trouble like you had in Folsom.
- I ain't start no riot.
- Tell it to the warden.
He's starting you off
with a week in the hole.
Send you a message.
(rap music)
(foreboding music)
- Whoo-ee.
Damn.
That's official.
- Yep.
- Damn.
You gonna have to
hurry with that though.
- You're greedy, you know that?
- Hell yes.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- Alright, let's go.
- Go where?
- School, fool.
- Nigga I'm trying to stay
here and finish the rest
of this chronic.
- Dude you ain't been
to school all week.
- So why would I fuck my
week up on going today?
- Your mom ain't gonna trip?
- Man I gave her
like three joints,
she ain't coming out
of her room today.
- Word, aight man I'm out.
- Aight.
Yo!
- Yo!
- Coming to the park
after school today?
- Oh yeah for sure.
- Aight man.
- [James] Peace.
- Damn.
Shit's crazy.
(car horn honking)
- Eh!
You trying to give me
a heart attack, man?
- See I knew your little
ass was in too much
of a hurry to get to school.
- Man I ain't gonna be late,
don't you see me running?
Why you ain't at
work yet anyway?
- Well I figured it was
Friday, call and tell
I'ma be a little bit late.
- Uh huh.
- Pick up a couple of
breakfast burritos.
Catch my little brother
on the way to school.
- Oh okay so, you got
breakfast burritos in the car?
- Yup.
- Sausage and eggs?
- Ain't that what you like?
- You gonna be late, man!
Damn.
- Damn man why you
eating that like that?
Y'all been up just
smoking weed huh?
- Shit no.
Now why you tripping?
- I don't know why you
hang with that fool anyway.
- Tommy's cool man.
He just need a little guidance.
- Guidance?
Now what you know
about guidance?
- As a brother I stayed
on your ass so long
you could barely breathe.
- That's right, I ain't
about to let up neither.
- These both mine?
(rap music)
Yep.
On time.
- All right there
man, have a good day.
- Alright.
- [Darius] Alright.
- Let's go.
Rise and shine.
You ripe.
What you been doing
in there all week
while I was enjoying my freedom?
- Trying to figure out what
a $3,700 couch looks like.
- [Ellis] You and I both
been at this a long time.
We pretty much seen it
all, ain't that right?
- Pretty much.
- Nowadays,
it's like I never
seen so much hating.
I feel like this place's
about to go apeshit,
you know what I'm saying.
- Man that's not my problem.
- It's gonna be everybody's
problem, Animal,
when shit hits the fan.
But you got respect.
Don't forget that.
Get his supplies and
take him to his cell.
- Get off of my bed.
- The great Animal.
Man.
Hey man uh, don't
confuse the fact
that I let you have that
bed means that I'm a punk,
and that there's gonna be
some ass cracking in here,
'cause there ain't gonna
be no ass cracking.
Because I guarantee you,
if I get my ass cracked,
ain't nobody sleeping
around here, ever,
not a wink.
- Calm down son, I
ain't got no intention
of raping your little ass.
- Well that's good news.
Hey uh, name's Lou by the way.
Hey I heard about
that riot you started
with them Mexicans man.
- [Animal] Ain't started
nothing with nobody.
- That's not what I heard,
I heard you cut up this
Mexican dude and the whole
place went crazy, man.
But that's your business.
I just thought you might
wanna know about Uno, is all.
Man he's this big
Mexican dude, man.
Leader of 'em all in fact.
- What about him?
- His cousin is the
dude you cut up.
I mean the dude
they say you cut up.
But that's none of my business.
So I guess you coming back
here is supposed to be
a big deal or something, right?
- Why is that?
- You know the fights,
you know the fights man.
- What fights?
- You know the fights
between the two inmates man,
everybody bet on it,
everybody in on that man.
- Captain Ellis?
- Nah, nah he old school
man, but Hollywood,
he all up in that.
- Hollywood?
- Yeah, that's what
we call the warden,
on account that he always
going to movie auditions,
he wanna be some big
movie star or something.
Well Kasada, he give Hollywood
and the guards their cut
and nobody mess with 'em.
- So what that
got to do with me?
- They say back in the day
man, you used to be a bad ass
when it came to the fights
man, Kasada set 'em up
and bam, you knocked
'em down man.
- Yeah well, more power to him.
I don't do that no more.
- That's crazy, man.
- What?
- Because Kasada already
set up your first fight.
- Where do I find Kasada?
- Where you find any
pastor, at the church.
(rap music)
(frantic gasping)
- Degenerate motherfucker,
are you gonna pay, are you?
You owe the church $200 you
miserable piece of shit!
And the Bible says, to
give wholeheartedly,
you fucking prick!
Hey, I forgive you.
But I'm gonna send you out
amongst the wolves and
you will get me the money
that you owe the church,
and I want it this afternoon,
a-fucking-men!
Are you surprised?
See, when the others were
studying to become
jailhouse lawyers,
I studied to become
a jailhouse pastor.
I read the good book,
took a couple of tests,
and voila,
I am the inmate pastor.
And membership has
its privileges.
- I guess you won't be
the first man to fuck up
in the name of God.
I'm not fighting.
- Now wait a minute.
Don't turn down shit 'till
you heard the whole deal.
When I heard about
the riots over there,
I took a special
interest in you.
Yeah, I pulled a few
strings with the help
of my friend the warden,
had you transferred here,
the whole thing.
And now, I need you to
run the niggers for me.
Because right now
they're not playing ball
with my dope game.
Ralo's running things
over there, and he says
the brothers gotta buy
their dope from him.
Well that's 50% of my
business, and I want those
customers back so I need
you to take his ass out.
- And I assume you're gonna
tell me why I would do this.
- Well for the money of
course, you're gonna get
a decent cut.
Decent enough to get both of
your boys out of the projects.
- Don't talk about my
family, I take care of 'em
you understand?
- When was the last
time you saw James Jr.?
- I said don't talk
about my family!
- Alright.
But I want you to
think about this.
- No need to think about it.
God forgive you.
- Have it your way.
(rap music)
I always preferred
plan B anyway, boys.
(gun fires)
(rap music)
- Damn, nigga.
This shit is fly,
when you get this?
- [Driver] The other day,
yo let me hit that bud.
- Damn hold on brother, I'm
gonna smoke the whole thing.
- Yo, pass that shit.
Yeah I done come up since I
started working for Twist.
- I see that man,
when can I be down?
- On the real,
that's why I'm here.
- Oh for real, Twist want a
player like me on the team huh?
- Nah he asking about
your boy James Jr.
- Why?
- When that nigga asking to do
something, you don't ask why,
you just do it.
- Is it something bad?
- Nah.
- I thought you say you
ain't know what he wanted.
- If it was something bad I
would've shot your ass already.
Hop in.
- Alright.
(rap music)
(siren wailing)
(gun fires)
Since I can remember
There's been a
debate over creation
Some say you evolved
Just a biological mutation
- Hey gimme yo money fool!
- Hey man you play too much man.
I knew it was you though.
- Yeah whatever you
were scared, nigga.
- Ain't nobody scared, man.
What's up, Ant?
- Yo what up dog, you good?
- This yo whip man?
- I'm driving it ain't I?
- Get in.
- Why, where you all going?
- Work.
Stop acting like a little
bitch and get in man,
why you acting all scared?
- Nobody acting
like a bitch, man.
- [Tommy] Then get in.
- Come on homie, we
just going to the park.
Yo let James sit in the front.
- Man fuck that, I'm trying
to let the little honeys
see me, know what I'm saying?
- Nigga, get yo ass
in the backseat.
I ain't playing with you.
- Why you G'd up, dog?
- Because I wanna talk to
James and I don't need you
telling me what you're gonna
do in my motherfucking car.
- Look man, y'all just work
it out, I'ma walk aight?
- Man just get in the car.
Damn.
- Haha, I remember you.
- Yo, the boss.
- Who?
- Big Twist, man.
He's like a ghetto version
of the True Hollywood Story.
He used to be a small
time dope man right?
Then one day, he got
kidnapped and robbed.
I'm talking about they
stole all his shit.
The niggas he owed, they
didn't give a fuck about him
getting robbed, they
just wanted their cheese.
So they go looking for
this motherfucker right?
To peel his cap back.
But outta nowhere Twist
come up with all the money,
plus interest and instead
of recopping from them,
they start buying off him.
And when Twist caught up with
the niggas who robbed him,
shit, him and his boys
chopped them fools up
like Peking Wok boy, turned
them into Kung Pao niggas
for real.
- Yo, James!
Check it out, man!
- Now how the hell
you know this shit?
- I know everything
man, come on.
What up Big Twist?
- [Twist] What's cracking dog?
- [Tommy] No shit dawg,
I'm just trying to
get my chill on, you feel me?
I was gonna ask you if--
- [Twist] You James?
- Yeah.
- I knew your Pops
homey, Animal.
He's a straight up legend.
Of course he had to
be around them times
to know that, but, your
pops is good people.
- Yeah well, I wouldn't know.
- Yeah I feel you,
must've been hard
not having your father around
when you was growing up.
- It's cool man, my brother
he looks out for me.
- Oh shit that's right, Little
Animal is your brother huh?
- Nah he don't go
by that no more man.
- Well check it,
I'ma look out for you
from now on, brah.
- Why?
- Hey dog this man is
offering you his friendship
and shit man, what's up?
- That's cool.
Look, your Pa looked out
for me back in the day.
I'm just trying to return
the favor, that's all.
Dig?
- Yeah well, thanks.
- Y'all come to
the J Club tonight.
- What?
- We ain't 21, man.
- Don't even worry about that.
I'ma send a car
to pick y'all up.
- Hey thanks Big Twist, boy!
Hey I was gonna ask you.
He want me on the team.
- Y'all in, dog.
(rap music)
- Damn man, you
ate all the pizza?
- Man you slow motion!
- No, you greedy!
- Call it what you want.
- I got your report card.
- Stop trying to act
like it's not good, man.
- Five A's and one B plus huh?
B+, boy you slippin'.
- Slippin', man I'm
smarter than the teacher.
- Yeah, I see you had to
let him know that too.
- Exactly.
- Now what you need to do
is keep your books open
and your mouth closed, man.
But you know what?
For doing such a bomb
job on your report card,
I'm taking you to your
favorite spot to eat
tomorrow night, how about that?
- Red Lobster?
- Well ain't that what you like?
- Shoot you know it.
Look, I'm just a
little tired, so
I'ma call it a night.
- You feeling all right?
- [James] Yeah I'm
feeling all right.
- All right then little brah.
- All right then, don't
forget the dishes, man.
- Whatever.
- [James] I eat all the
pizza, you clean all
the dishes!
- Hey good job on
that report card, dog!
(hip hop music)
You don't wanna fuck with me
- [Tommy] Hurry up nigga, damn!
On and on and on and
The beat drop I mix it hot
'till your skin is scorching
- You don't think
this is kinda strange?
- What?
- That Twist just all
of the sudden wants
to be my best friend now?
- Our best friend
nigga and no I don't.
I don't!
(car horn honking)
Better believe
I'ma go get mine
Go get mine y'all
niggas had your turn
It's my time
- Are you guys James and Tommy?
- Pimping ain't easy.
- Somebody gotta do it, hah!
(rap music)
- That's a hell of a line.
- Line, Tommy we're going
straight to the VIP.
- Damn we VIPs?
That's what I'm talking about!
(hip hop music)
A little something like
Yeah
A little something like
This is off the hook, man!
- Y'all made it.
Come on in.
Come on, get
yourself some of that
gold bottle.
- What's up, Ant?
- You ain't had a
gold bottle before?
- Nah.
- But you heard of
it though, right?
- Yeah, in rap videos.
- Nigga, my life's a rap video.
Right now, you're
starring in it.
So get your drink on, baby.
- Told you, told you!
(hip hop music)
Life ain't nothing
but bitches and money!
I can see it in
your eyes again
Something's wrong and
girl don't try to pretend
Want you to know you can
tell me everything yeah
(laughing)
- Hold it.
That's living right
there, that's living.
- J Club.
My nigga, the J Club.
- Damn nigga, yo I left
my keys on the table,
y'all wait by the car.
- Yup, yup, yup.
- I done told you my nigga.
Ain't I tell you?
Motherfucker, we
with Big Twist now.
I can't believe that shit,
you saw that shit in there?
- Woo!
- It's on dog.
I can't believe that shit,
that's the life we gonna
be leading, my nigga.
And you know what else?
- What?
- Momma told me I wasn't
never gonna be shit.
(gun fires)
(tires squealing)
- Tommy?
Tommy?
Homey.
Yo?
Yo, Tommy?
Tommy?
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
(police siren wailing)
(metallic slam)
- You got a visitor.
- Who?
- [Lou] Don't know but
Kasada's down there.
Need some help?
- No.
Ain't no problem.
- Hey, thanks for coming.
- I ain't here for you.
- Hey I thought I
told you, nobody else.
- Relax will you?
Animal here is our partner.
- I ain't partners with nobody.
- And I told you to think
about that, didn't I?
Now you think about this.
Last night,
I had your son James
Jr. framed for murder.
- Motherfucker!
- You ever do another fucking
stupid thing like that,
and the Assistant
District Attorney here
will see that your
son ends up in prison,
I swear to fucking Christ!
Now.
If you don't play ball with me,
then I promise you
that Mr. Dillen here,
will prosecute your son to
the full extent of the law.
And he will end up in prison.
And I will arrange for
a reception committee
to fuck him up the ass so bad.
That his asshole will
look like a big chug
when they are through with him.
Now, Mr. Dillen will do
exactly what I tell him to do,
because two years ago, at
his office Christmas party,
I arranged for an incredible
piece of ass to throw
herself at him, and Mr.
Dillen, in his inebriated state
took her home and banged her.
Unfortunately for Mr. Dillen,
the young lady in question
was underage.
So Mr. Dillen has been
beholden to me ever since,
if he doesn't do what
I tell him to do...
I'll turn his ass in.
And he will end up in prison,
and the big chug scenario
will apply to him.
So.
My only question to
you, Animal is this.
Do you really have
anything to think about?
That's all for now, you can go.
Thanks again for coming.
I sure as hell hope
that you can
control your people.
- I'll do what I have to do.
But in eight months,
we're through.
Scumbag.
- Now is that any way to
talk to a pastor, you fuck?
How'd you like me to have
you baptized, asshole?
(hip hop music)
(knock on the door)
- [Woman] Hey!
I thought I wasn't gonna
see you until tomorrow.
- I have a little
surprise for you
and I wanted to tell
you about it personally.
Guess who's starting
her first day
at the public defender's
office tomorrow?
- What?
Really, me?
Oh my God!
- [Dillen] I pulled
some strings.
- So when do I start?
Oh, you said tomorrow.
Okay, but Dillen,
no more favors.
- I know, I know, you wanna
do it all on your own.
360 degrees
And now I got my niggas
telling such to thieves
Come on
Little things
in the street life
Little things in the society
(mellow rap beat)
- Hi, I'm Kate Martinez.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
That's it?
Is that my whole case load?
- It's the second
door on your left.
(mellow rap beat)
- You my brother's
public pretender?
- Public defender.
- Yeah, whatever man, look.
I know you guys
usually deal with
a bunch of scumbags
and everything, but
my brother's different, alright?
It was his best friend
that got shot and killed.
Now I know you got
a huge case load,
you don't care nothing
about your clients,
but check this out.
That's his report card, alright?
All A's and one B plus.
He's not that kind of kid.
- I'm reviewing
the case right now.
Why don't you just
give me a few--
- Yeah right, look, look.
I would have hired a
real lawyer, alright?
But I had to spend
my money on bail.
I know you got 100 other
cases and everything, but
yo, look.
He's innocent, alright?
That's my brother, this one
right here is different.
- As a matter of fact, I
happen to be a real lawyer.
And this is my only case,
so you don't have to worry.
- Wait, wait, hold up.
What do you mean this
is your only case?
- It's my first day.
- Your first day?
Man, get the fuck
outta here, what the
hell is going on?
Bullshit!
(rap music)
- Hey!
Got a new transfer in here.
Let's get him set up.
- Hello.
- Scarface.
- Po Po Lou.
- [Lou] They don't call
me that no more, man.
- Why, you ain't shit
your pants no more?
- It was only the one time.
And I told y'all.
That was chili.
I was still hungry,
I was trying to
smuggle some food
back to my cell.
- Back in yo ass, nigga?
- That's how they
get the drugs in!
- No nigga, that was
your first night in jail.
And yo ass was just
a little too nervous,
that's the fucking
problem right there, boy.
- Man, do you need
anything else?
- Nigga, I'm just
fucking with you man,
it's all good.
Yo, I heard that Animal's
the top shot caller
in this motherfucker right here.
Yo man, I did time
with that nigga
back in Folsom during the riots,
that shit was crazy, man.
They had niggas
transferred out right away
in this shit, man.
- Animal's the hardest,
coldest gangsta I know.
Old school.
They don't make them
like that no more.
- What, you like,
his biggest fan now?
- No, no.
I'm just saying, I
ain't never see a G
do it like that
before, that's all.
- [Scarface] I do my thing, too.
- Yeah, but not like that.
- I get the job done man,
he ain't the only nigga
putting in work.
- Maybe.
- The fuck you
mean maybe, nigga?
- Look man.
Never mind, it's
all good, alright?
- Let me tell you
something, I'm sick of
motherfuckers taking
credit for my work
and let me tell you
something else, nigga.
Nigga!
I'm the one who
started that riot.
Yeah, that's right.
One of Kasada's
boys came up to me
and offered me cheese
to do a hit on a nigga.
- [Lou] Kasada?
- Yeah Kasada, he got
people everywhere, nigga.
Shit, I ain't even
know this dude.
Stuck him right in his face,
I ain't got nothing
personal against him,
but I gotta make that paper,
you feel what I'm saying?
I ain't even know it
was Hulu's cousin,
and that's what
started the riot.
So next time you
wanna pull your pump,
know what I'm saying,
make sure you holler out
for this nigga right here, son.
You heard me?
- [Ellis] Walk it in
Walters, let's go.
Pastor of the Cherry
Point will bless you.
(rap music)
- [Darius] You see
this, you see this?
This is exactly what
I was talking about!
You hang out with fucking
thugs man, you get caught up.
Get your ass in the goddamn car!
The fuck was you
thinking James, huh?
Answer me, boy!
- Tommy's dead.
- Look man, what happened
to Tommy was horrible, okay?
Tell me everything
that happened.
- I didn't do it.
You know?
I didn't do it.
- Hey man, some dude was
found dead behind the church.
- Scarface?
- How you know that?
(rap music)
(grunting)
- Animal.
I need to talk to you.
- [Kate] Now you're sure that's
everything you can remember?
- [James] Yeah.
- [Kate] You never
saw the weapon?
- I told you, no!
All I heard was a gunshot
and Tommy was dead.
- Eh, James.
Calm down man, alright?
I know it's hard,
just be cool alright?
Just answer the
questions, alright?
- It's alright,
I'm on your side.
Darius, you're his
step brother, correct?
- [Darius] Correct.
- And your mom, Ms.
Allen, where is she?
- She passed away.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
What happened?
- Hey look, do we have to
talk about this right now?
- It's gonna come up in
court, we should be prepared.
- She died of a drug overdose.
- And Mr. Allen?
- He's in prison.
- Wait, don't to that!
- Do what?
- Look just 'cause our
father's in prison,
you assume that this
is a lost cause.
- No, I don't.
But yes, the jury might.
- Isn't it your job to make
them see it the right way?
(metallic slam)
(ominous music)
- [Animal] Hey, son.
- [Darius] Pop.
- There's some people
in here trying to
make me do things by
framing your brother.
- Why?
- It don't matter.
You just need to keep
your brother safe.
- I'll get a second job.
And a real lawyer that's gonna--
- Listen.
Listen Darius.
Just leave it alone.
If I do what they
want, it'll be over
in a couple of months,
and if I don't,
they'll continue
to frame James Jr.
- There's gotta be
something I can do.
- No, there's
nothing you can do.
This thing goes way up the
ladder, to some very...
To some very important
people who will
do anything to stay on top.
- Pop, this is my fault
man, this is all my fault.
- Why do you say that?
- You're in here man, because
you took the blame for me.
- Darius, just stop.
Stop it.
- I got into an
argument with you.
And I shot you.
I shot you and
left you with a gun
I knew had murders on it.
And you get charged
with those murders.
- Stop it Darius.
Someone might hear you, stop it.
- I don't care if
somebody hear me, Pop.
I should have never
let you talk me into
leaving that scene.
- It's okay.
- Why Pop, huh?
Why is it okay for you to spend
the rest of your life in jail
for a crime I committed?
You got a son out there
man, that needs you.
- You needed me, Darius.
I wasn't there.
What about that?
I let you watch me do things
a son should never
see his father do.
And I remember what I said,
just like it was yesterday.
I said, "Now you
can kill a nigga."
See son, I didn't have
any love for myself,
and I didn't have
any love for anyone
who looked like me,
black, brown, yellow, red.
Now I don't wanna make the
same mistake with James Jr.
So please.
Let me do this, son.
I don't want our next
generation growing up in prison.
Let it stop right here,
right now, with me.
- Bet.
Okay.
So what are you gonna do?
- Exactly what they want.
(metallic slam)
- You know who you're fighting?
That's Raulo, current
leader of the Darkies.
I don't want him
walking out of here.
You understand me?
- Son, if you don't wanna die,
you should just walk away.
- Walk away?
I'ma fuck you up.
(energetic music)
(thuds and grunts)
(sharp crack)
(grunting)
(sharp crack)
Come on, man!
Motherfucker, what you got?
What you got?
(sharp thud)
(grunting)
(sharp crack)
(sharp crack)
(metallic bang)
(painful grunts)
(desperate grunting)
(guttural shouting)
- I've been calling, you guys
never made your appointment.
- [Darius] Oh yeah?
- Listen, I have
some news that can
prove James is innocent.
- Oh yeah, that's cool,
you should get on that.
- Darius, we found a witness.
- What?
- Across the street.
From where the
murder took place.
There's a bank
where a witness was
taking money out of the ATM.
And he heard the gunshot.
- Did he see what happened?
- No, he ran for cover as
soon as he heard the shot.
- So he ain't see shit?
- No, he didn't.
But the ATM camera did.
Did you hear me,
isn't this great?
- Listen, you need
to forget about it.
- What?
- Look my father, he has
everything under control.
- Your father is incarcerated!
- That's what this is about.
- Darius, you have to trust me.
- Trust you?
Trust you?
Lady, I don't even know you.
Alright listen, you bring your
high-society ass down here,
to talk about some crusade
that you can talk about
at your next dinner party.
But see, while you're up there
passing around the
Grey Poupon and shit,
we down here doing
the real crusade.
So give me a fucking break on
that trust me shit, alright?
- I'm gonna subpoena that video.
- Yeah you do that!
(metallic slam)
- This shit's fucked up but we
still got a operation
to run here.
Now that Raulo's gone, we
need to make some changes.
We need to vote on a new leader.
- [Animal] What
y'all talking about?
- Like I was saying before.
We gotta stay strong
and let them know
that just because Raulo's gone,
we still ain't nothing
to be fucked with.
- So who's gonna be the leader?
- Well shit, nigga.
We 'bout to vote on it.
- That right?
I think you wanna be the leader.
- Why you say that?
- You the one doing
all the talking.
Giving the motherfucking
General Patton speech
trying to rally the
troops and shit.
Nah, nigga.
Ain't gonna be no vote.
I'm your leader.
- This is bullshit, nigga.
What makes you our leader?
- I'm stupid.
Ain't that right, Lou?
- You're the stupidest
nigga I know, man.
- Now Im'a give y'all my resume.
Name is Animal.
Now for those of
y'all who new here,
just ask the man to your left
or to your right.
I guarantee you you one
degree of separation
from knowing about all the
work I done put in here.
Now if you have doubts, well...
I suggest you do some research.
And if you still have
doubts in the air,
then I invite you to
come visit me in my cell
and maybe I can
convince you otherwise.
- You ever heard some
shit like that before?
- I never even seen
something like that before.
But if I were you,
I wouldn't go, man.
Hey yo, Animal.
They say you top dog.
- I know.
(energetic music)
It's the born reaper
Sleep keeper
Pistol side of the two-seater
Watch your step
get your boy beat up
Take the fall jump
the gun your ass lit up
And smoked like the cheeba.
I think I got a fever
My arm 12 degrees
sittin' in the freezer shit
Bump the fucking speakers
Get you so hard
that niggas in jail
Are gonna feel it
We that real shit
Niggas said damn homie
you ain't get a deal yet
First been in war
'bout the age of two
It's (mumbles) school to
Show you how much
the niggas feel me
Eh
Uh
It's the H to the
Damn
I'm the truth really
Them niggas share the
same affliction than Stevie
They just can't see me
Bitches love it
when I talk greasy
'Cause I back back back it up
Like was Little Weezy
Yeah
Eh
It's the LH to the
Damn yeah
(heavy breathing)
- You beat him?
- Man, what you talking about?
- Come on, Animal.
What are you doing this
for, is it for the money?
- I said, I don't know
what you're talking about.
- This ain't a game.
So my advice to you
is, don't get caught up
in this shit storm
without an umbrella.
- When a storm comes,
you can't always
trust the weather man.
- Alright.
- [Voiceover] Just chill out!
What's your problem?
- [Ellis] Keep it down.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- Kate, this is Darius Allen.
- Darius?
Is everything okay?
- Look, I'm sitting here
and I've decided that, um.
Listen, we have that whole
attorney, client
thing with you, right?
- Yes, of course.
You can tell me
anything, I can help.
- Alright, look.
My brother was set up.
(metallic slam)
(ominous music)
- Hey Pop.
- What's up, son?
Who this?
- This is Junior's attorney,
Kate Martinez.
- Kate, this is my
father, James Allen Sr.
I had to tell her, Pop.
- Tell her what?
- About the setup.
- Darius.
(ominous music)
- Champ, do me a favor.
Pull out that log sheet of yours
and tell me who's
meeting with James Allen.
- His son, Darius Allen.
And his other son, James
Allen Junior's lawyer.
Kid's up on a murder wrap.
Like father, like son, huh?
Mm hmm.
- Apparently.
- There's a video that
proves your son is innocent.
An ATM video.
- Where's the video?
- Well we're getting
it from the bank today.
See, I know there
are things that
you can tell me
about what happened.
And if I'm gonna help James,
you have to tell me everything.
- When you have that video,
and you're sure it proves
James Jr.'s innocent,
we'll take it from there.
- That's fair enough.
I'll deal with you later.
- What do you mean
I won't cut you?
Oh, I'll cut you.
I'll cut you.
I'll cut you real good.
What do you?
What do you mean
I won't cut you?
(clears throat)
Son of a bitch!
You ever heard of knocking?
- [Ellis] Sorry sir,
but we need to talk.
- [Hollywood] Give me a minute.
- I'm afraid this needs to
be dealt with right away.
These fights that
Kasada's putting on
is causing a lot of tension
within the population,
specifically between
the blacks and the Mexicans.
Now I know you think
this is harmless, sir.
But I respectfully disagree.
I think this place is
getting ready to blow
and it's not gonna be
pretty when it does.
We need to shut this thing down.
- Look.
The prisoners just need to
blow off a little steam.
It's no big deal.
- It's gonna be a
big deal, sir, if it
turns into a serious riot.
Have you ever seen
a serious riot, sir?
- Don't you patronize me.
This is my prison.
I'll run it my way.
Now get the fuck
out of my office.
- Counselor.
What is it I can do for you?
- We got a problem.
An ATM video proves
Animal's kid didn't do it.
- Well that's very interesting.
What do you intend
to do about it?
- There's nothing to do.
It's over.
- You know, you
Ivy League boys are
supposed to be so fucking smart.
But you're really
fucking stupid.
It is not over, until it's done.
Now you said,
that you were gonna use people
that you could control.
Now if you've got a
person that you're using,
that is getting in the
way of your control,
you have a decision to make.
Who's more important?
You?
Or them?
- Shit!
- I am telling you that
nobody from my office
picked it up.
But they weren't from my office!
Why would the bank
give them the video?
But I have the subpoena,
how could they have one?
How long will it take
to get another one?
Three days?
Okay, please just do it.
Thanks.
(rap music)
- I got you.
- Get out the fucking car!
Get out the, don't move
motherfucker, don't move!
Motherfucker, I
need to talk to you.
- I'm busy, dog.
- You busy?
You 'bout to motherfucking
be busy bleeding!
Oh, it's funny?
Shit is funny?
Y'all fuckers killed
Tommy and set me up?
- Hey man, y'all--
- The fuck, man?
Shut up!
- Man.
- [James] Punk ass.
- Yeah?
You don't know who you
fucking with, bitch.
- Your punk ass better
bring me to Twist.
- Man, you don't know who--
- I said shut the fuck up!
Bring my ass to Twist!
'Cause I could do this
shit all day, man!
But I can see your nose
is starting to look
like a fucking bloody ham hock.
What it's gonna be?
- Alright, alright, but it's
your motherfucking funeral.
- [James] Say some shit!
(rap music)
- Somebody here to see you.
(high-pitched screaming)
- Tell them to put
down the guns, man.
- What can I do for
you, young blood?
- You killed Tommy, man.
- What makes you think that?
(gunshot)
- I ain't playing with you!
- Woah, youngster.
- I ain't fucking
playing with you!
- You need to be
smart right now.
The fuck you think gonna
happen you pull that trigger?
You don't think my boys
here gonna kill you?
And what about your brother?
- Hey, don't say shit
about my brother, man!
- Your brother.
You acting real protective like
over the man shot
your own father.
Oh, my bad.
You ain't even know
that shit, huh?
See, I was there
when OGs like your father
paved these streets.
And yeah, I was
just a little nigga
tagging along behind him, but
I made sure to carve
my name into the
wet pavement before
it dried, you dig?
So even though over time,
people forget things
and shit gets changed,
certain things,
certain things, youngin.'
You feel me?
I know your brother
shot your father.
Left him there to
die and take the wrap
for the murder weapon.
Oh yeah.
So your own brother
is the reason that you had
to grow up without a father.
Damn.
If that ain't some ironic shit.
What?
You don't believe that?
You think I'm lying?
Go ask him, then.
You ask him, and you look him
in the eyes when you ask him.
See if those eyes don't
tell you the truth.
- Should I go smoke that fool?
- Nah, we can't touch him.
I gave Kasada my word.
- Fuck that, he broke my nose!
- What, you mad?
(shrill whimper)
Be mad at me then, fool.
Shouldn't have brought
that nigga here anyway.
Shit.
- [Kate] Can I help you?
- Are you Kate Martinez?
- Yes.
- I'm from Susanville
Penitentiary.
And I know you were
there recently.
I also know of a
way where we can
help each other out.
- Well, what do you mean?
Are you okay?
- Um.
You have a client named,
James Allen?
- Yeah.
- His father's
incarcerated at Susanville.
Okay?
I believe this man
is being blackmailed.
- I knew it, I mean
that's great to know,
I figured he was
set up, but I had no
idea who was behind it.
What else do you know?
- No, no, I can't
talk about this here.
- Well can you meet me
somewhere else, then?
- [Ellis] I'll call you.
- [Champ] You said you
wanna know who visits him?
- So spit it out.
- [Champ] Log shows a lawyer
and his son, Darius Allen.
- Why would he need a lawyer?
- [Champ] It's not his lawyer,
it's his other son,
James Allen Jr.'s.
- Mind if we talk?
Guess who you're fighting next?
- Who?
- Uno.
- You had this
planned all the time.
Make me the leader
of the blacks,
fight the leader
of the Mexicans,
a race war sparks, the
white boys sit back
and take over.
- You have a great
day, my friend.
(cell phone rings)
- Hello?
Kate, I'm at your
place with food.
Yeah, I thought you were
done with work by three.
Oh, okay.
No, that's fine, I understand.
Yeah, love you too.
(cell phone rings)
Hello?
- Your shit is
starting to unravel.
And you need to take care of it,
now!
- I went down and got
the videotape, but
they're just gonna give her
another one in a few days.
- You said that you
were gonna use people
that you could control.
- Yeah, well I thought I could.
- Look, I am too close, here!
I'm not gonna let you
fuck this up for me!
- Look, there's something else.
She's made a connection
between the kid and Animal,
about the blackmail.
But it's cool, I'm the
only one she's told,
so I'll handle it.
- How did she find out?
- One of the guards,
a guy named Ellis.
- Alright, look.
You take care of that lawyer,
I will take care of Ellis.
- I can't.
- [Kasada] Just find out
where she fucking lives,
and I will send somebody.
- It's not that simple.
- Look.
You are not gonna get your
pretty little hands dirty.
- She's my fiance.
- What?
You've got to fucking
be kidding me!
- I'm glad you
find that amusing.
- You are a bonafide imbecile.
Why in the world
would you use your fiance?
What, because you thought
that you could control her?
I just hope you can
get the deposit back
on the wedding cake.
- [Dillen] What's
that supposed to mean?
- I mean
that one of you is
not gonna make it
to the church on time.
And I'll let you decide
which one that is.
(ominous music)
- But I love her.
- Well you should
have thought of that
before you got her
involved in this.
Wouldn't you say?
Now.
Either you take care of this,
or my boys will.
And if my boys
take care of this,
well...
They like to play
before they work.
That's all I'm gonna
say on the subject.
(ominous music)
(car alarm beeps)
(engine revs)
(serene music)
- [Ellis] What's wrong with her?
- [Man] I think
it's a head gasket.
- [Ellis] Oh yeah?
You try starting
it up a few times?
Sometimes they do that.
(suspenseful music)
What the hell?
(gunshot cracks)
(ominous music)
(gunshot cracks)
(ominous music)
(gunshots crack)
(ominous music)
(engine revs)
(tires squeal)
(serene music)
- James!
Yo!
James!
Hey, hey man.
What's up?
Why'd you wanna meet here?
- Are you the reason
my father's in jail?
- What?
- Are you the reason
my father's in jail?
- Who told you that?
- Did you shoot my father,
put him in jail for life?
Don't bullshit me!
- Yeah.
- All this time,
that's why you're
always on my ass?
It's 'cause this
shit is your fault?
Man, I thought it was love.
- It was, it is, it is.
- That's bullshit!
You felt guilty!
This whole shit is a lie.
Your own father.
- Look James, I'm sorry, man.
I should have explained it
sooner, man, I should have.
- Well fuck you and
fuck your sorry, man!
Your father!
How does it feel, huh?
How does it feel to
have a gun in your face?
- James, put the gun down man,
you don't wanna
do this, alright?
- Why?
Huh?
You did it.
And now you wanna
beg for your life?
- Look, I'm not
begging for my life.
I'm begging for yours.
Listen, what's happening
to me right now man,
I deserve without a doubt.
I've tried so many times, man.
To look you in your
eyes man, and tell you.
What happened.
Yeah man, we had an argument.
I was upset.
'Cause I just found
out about you.
Pop man, he was in prison, man,
for so long,
and I'd been waiting
for him my whole life.
So when he got out, I thought
man, finally, you know?
Finally, I got my father.
And it was so cool
for a while, man.
Then he met your moms.
They had you.
And he gave you his name.
Man, that fucked me up.
I was furious man, I was upset.
I confronted him.
We argued.
And I shot him.
Yeah, I shot my own father.
And that gun I bought off
the street had murders on it.
So it was either turn me in,
or take the wrap for the gun.
Pop man, he figured,
hey, you know.
I'm already a two-time loser.
He was being a father to me.
And now look at this, man.
You got a gun pointed at me now.
It's funny how sins
always seen the fathers.
- Nah, I don't know
what to believe, man.
- You don't have to
believe me, James.
Believe in yourself, man.
Put the gun down, man.
It's all good, man.
- I told you.
- Hey.
I never doubted you for
a second, little brother.
I never doubted you
for a second, man.
- We'll show this to
the judge tomorrow.
- Well you know what?
I think we should
celebrate, man.
Huh?
Kate, stay for dinner.
- I would love to, but
my fiance's planning
dinner for me at home.
- Okay.
So uh, listen, you and um.
Your man's name, was?
- Dillen, he's actually the
assistant district attorney.
- Cool, okay, well, um.
Listen, you and Dillen,
you guys have a
wonderful time tonight.
(ominous music)
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- [Voiceover] You
have a collect call
from James Allen, do
you accept the charges?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I accept the charges.
- [Voiceover] Go ahead, sir.
- Pop, hey.
Hey, check it, we got the video.
- Good.
Have you seen it?
- Yeah, it shows that
James didn't do it.
- Where's the video?
- Nah, Kate has it, she's
taking it to court this morning.
- Kate has it?
Why don't you have it?
- No, trust me Pop, Kate won't
let nothing happen to it.
- Look, I don't
know Kate, you know,
I don't trust Kate.
- Pop.
Calm down okay?
I understand.
- No, you don't understand.
I have to do something
today that might cause
all hell to break
loose in this prison.
Now unless that tape is
in court, I have to do it.
- Pop, trust me.
I've seen it.
It's a for sure thing.
- Darius.
This thing goes way high.
The assistant D.A., the warden.
- Wait, wait, wait, hold
up, what did you say?
The assistant district attorney?
- [Animal] Yeah.
- Dillen!
- What, what, you know
city officials now?
- No, no, no, no, Pop,
you don't understand,
that's Kate's fiance!
- Are you sure about this?
- I'm absolutely sure, I mean.
What you want me to do?
- Dillen.
What happened, are you okay?
- Yeah, I was at
work, I fell asleep.
I'm fine.
- I waited up and I called you.
I was really worried.
- Look, I'm okay, I just...
Have a lot on my mind.
I brought you a coffee.
- I smell alcohol, were
you drinking last night?
- Yeah, earlier.
The D.A. wanted to talk,
we had a couple drinks.
- There's something
you wanna tell me?
- Like what?
- Is there someone else?
- No.
No.
Don't be silly, it's just work.
- I know I've been a pain
lately with this case and all.
I feel like a weight
has been lifted.
My God.
And this was just my first case.
What a rush.
It's everything I
was dreaming about.
Making a difference, you know?
Oh.
And you will follow up
on that prison situation?
It's disgusting what's
been going on in there.
And I'm gonna try
and reopen the case
against James Allen Sr.
Listen to me.
I'm babbling.
Okay, I'll stop talking
shop, I promise.
I'm sorry I've been
so distant from you.
But.
I'm gonna make it up to you.
I love you.
So.
Here's to our life together.
- Oh, shit.
(cell phone rings)
- Hello?
- Hey Kate, listen.
I just talked to my father.
And your fiance is part
of this whole thing.
(ominous music)
- What are you talking about?
- Listen, some man named Kasada
has some kind of dirt on him.
And he made him help
frame James Jr.
- Hey, don't be ridiculous.
- Listen, everything
my father is doing
is for James, he wouldn't
lie about this, alright?
Kate, my father might not
be sure about you, but I am.
Okay, and I know you have
nothing to do with this.
Which means you're in danger.
Okay, so listen, tell
me where you are.
- What if you're wrong?
- Kate.
Listen to me.
They cannot let that
tape go to court today.
Alright, listen, if I'm wrong,
so what?
But if I'm right, they
gotta get rid of you.
Okay?
So please, tell me
where you are.
- I'm at home.
- Alright, you're at home.
Let me get the address.
- [Kate] I'm not going to--
- Look, just tell
me what it is, damn!
- It's 12 Collins,
apartment five.
But I'm with--
- I'm on my way.
Dillen's involved.
- [James] Let's go.
- No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
No, you got court today, so uh.
Um, look.
I'll meet you in the
court parking lot
later, okay?
(ominous music)
- What does Kasada have on you?
Now I know why I
only had one case.
Why you pulled strings
to get me hired.
- It was never supposed
to go this far.
Kate, you gotta believe me.
- But you want to stop me
from going to court today.
(ominous music)
Oh my God!
Dillen.
- Kate, they were
gonna hurt you.
And this way.
- And this way, what, Dillen?
This way what?
(metallic squeaking)
- Im'a go in here and
I'ma whoop some ass now.
(metallic slam)
(radio chatter)
- Hey, um.
So how's she doing?
- She was poisoned with
trimenidal chloride.
If you hadn't gotten
here when you did...
Let's just say she's very lucky.
And also, whoever did
this wasn't aware that
caffeine actually
minimizes the effect.
- Oh hey, thanks.
(radio chatter)
Hey.
- What time is it?
- Look, don't worry
about that, you know,
you just need to relax.
- I have to get to court.
The arraignment's at.
- Wait, wait, wait just
slow down, slow down,
alright, sit your ass
down, just don't move.
Listen, you're going
to the hospital.
We'll get down there,
and we'll tell them everything
that happened, okay?
- There's too much
riding on this,
we can't give them another
chance to cover it up.
Until we get James cleared,
your father's in danger.
- Alright well wait a minute,
you want me to drive you?
Hold up.
- Mr. Mason.
What brings you down here today?
- Just a little observation.
What's on the docket?
- The James Allen murder case.
You know it?
- Well sure, I heard about it.
How's it going?
- Kid didn't show
up with his lawyer.
Judge revoked bail, we
just broke for lunch.
- What case you working on?
- I apologize for being
late, but I was detained.
- Kate.
I can explain.
- No, just stop.
Okay?
Just stop.
Stop, just shut up, okay?
I don't wanna hear it anymore!
That's enough!
- Hey.
What's going on out here?
- Your Honor,
I have a video that fully
exonerates my client.
And proves he was framed.
This is the evidence, this tape.
- Not here.
- Kate.
- I want everyone in my chamber.
(ominous music)
- Don't be so serious.
This is going to be fun.
Here's Uno.
(heavy breathing)
Don't forget,
I got you on a short
leash, motherfucker.
(energetic rap music)
(sharp crack)
It's the H to the
Damn
Uh yeah
It's the grim
reaper semi keeper
The heat that pumps the
side of the two-seater
Watch your step or
you'll get beat up
Take you for a jook
we'll get that ass lit up
The smoke like a cheeba
I think I got a fever
My album 20 degrees
sitting in the freezer shit
Bump the fucking speakers
I hit you so hard that
Niggas in Geneva gonna feel
We the real shit
first birthday
Niggas saying damn homie
you ain't got a deal yet
First been in war
by the age of two
In preschool to show you
how much a nigga's falling
(sharp crunch)
Eh uh
It's the H to the
Damn uh yeah
(metallic bang)
(thudding blows)
I'm the truth yeah
Them niggas share the
same affliction as Stevie
They just can't see me
Bitches love it
when I talk greasy
'Cause I back that thing
up like I was Little Weezy
Yeah
Eh uh
It's the H to the
Damn uh yeah
(sharp thud)
(phone rings)
- Hello, hello?
Yes, yes, I'll
accept the charges.
- [Lou] Hello?
Who's this?
- This is Darius.
- Alright!
Animal told me I should
just keep calling
'till I got somebody.
- Alright, cool,
you tell him that
James is free, and we
got the tape to court.
- Man, alright, man!
That's fantastic,
but look, I gotta go!
- Alright, later.
(frantic shouting)
(desperate grunting)
- This what you want?
Huh?
This is what you want, Uno?
- Hey, drop that!
Your son got off!
He's free!
- I ain't kill your cousin, Uno.
I ain't got no beef with you,
or your people.
Kasada hired a brother
name Scarface to kill him.
You hear me?
(angry shout)
- Somebody's not
getting their cut!
- [Kate] You guys really
need to leave town?
- Yeah I figure it's
time for a fresh start.
Never had much luck here.
- Yeah.
I mean, it was my Pop's idea.
He's worried that someone
might come after us
in order to get even with him.
- Yeah, but it's over, I
mean the warden got charged,
Kasada got another 10 years.
- I know, I know, but
as long as he's in
there, you know.
Hate's gonna follow him.
(ominous music)
(sharp thuds and shouting)
(ominous music)
- I'm too old for this shit.
- I told you we was
gonna vote on it, nigga.
- It is what it is, brother.
(metallic slam)
We thumpin' with that
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
Is you fucking with that
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
Yes you fucking with that
Yeah your front lights
out left side and back yo
Y'all fucking with gats
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
I ain't Crip walking
I got my own swag
We ain't about your weed
we brought our own bag
Pop vatos
Y'all so mad
We around hot does
That give good head
So go ahead try some
shit you responsive
Give y'all a four clip
exchange for that nonsense
We some riders and
the topic your bullshit
Then we flee to the
Tropics to sip sip
My team we in Guava
got a bitch in Prada
From Nicaragua never
say the word nada
Rolling up my ganja
I'ma put it on her
Setup and shake that's
why the haters wanna
I handles my business
(indistinct chatter)
- [Voiceover] White
boy, your ass is grass!
- [Voiceover] Come
back here, whitey!
- [Voiceover] Hey
pretty boy, pretty boy!
Come to my cell, oh yeah!
- [Voiceover] I got
you baby, I got you.
(indistinct taunting shouts)
(heavy slurping)
(metallic slam)
(rap music)
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight to survive
It's like a city that's
dark with no street lights
You only see in the
sparkle of the gunfights
Kids trying to earn strips
Two wrongs they'll
make it right
But for they hype they be
Quick to take
they brother's life
And why not 'cause I'm a
product of these crooked blocks
With dope dealers crack
heads and crooked cops
Why should they
leave it up to me
To make the violence stop
I ain't starting it I'm
trying to make a profit
And fatten up my pockets
my breath I gotta gasp it
But thinking of my
brothers buried in the casket
Buried two last year
my heart pumps no fear
On my block I got more
stripes than Goodyear
Tires I'm the dawn hitter
hood made me not care
And made me not to
expect to live long years
A young G that's trying
to see the next perspective
And take the focus off
death so we can all live
Yeah yeah
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight to survive
We must fight to survive
Innocent for life
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
Innocent for life
We were born to die
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight
(gunshot)
- Lord Jesus, I used to think.
(shouting)
But Lord I realize that
violence is the artist,
and I'm just aggression.
Lord to break the chain
you have to remove a link.
Lord, I set out to find
that link and remove it.
But Lord sometimes I don't
know if I have the will,
or if I'm so arrogant
to think that
I'm the archangel Gabriel.
(groaning)
(scuffling)
(rap music)
- [Voiceover] Let's move,
move it move it, let's go.
- [Voiceover] Don't shoot,
don't shoot, come on!
- [Voiceover] Hey someone,
there's a dead cop.
- [Voiceover] Get
him up, get him up!
- What do you mean
you can't give out any
information, I'm his son.
I just wanna know if my
father is okay, okay,
can you give me that
information please?
Yes, I'll hold.
- Sup, brah?
- Nothing man, I'm just trying
find to out if Pop's okay.
- From what I heard
he's one of the hardest
gangsters to ever step foot
on this unworthy planet, man.
- James, stop it.
- No, not that I would know,
because hasn't been around
since I was a kid.
- James Jr.
Can you cool it, brah?
Yes I'm still here.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
He's okay man, they're
just gonna transfer him
to another facility.
- Another facility?
Now why can't you
just say prison?
Because that's where
he is, he in prison!
Prison!
And he ain't never
getting out man, come on.
- Look James, James, James--
- I'm going to school man.
- Hey listen to me, now you
know Pop loves you right?
- Yeah...
Yeah I know that, man.
All right man, I love you man!
- Get off of me fool.
- Kiss, what's wrong with you?
- You know I don't
roll like that.
You just get your
behind to school man.
- [Voiceover] Some of these
prisoners to other facilities
in order to defuse tensions.
(rap music)
- Stand the fuck up!
You know what
happened to me today?
Wife bought a couch.
$3,700.
We don't have
$3,700 in the bank,
but with her being a
consistent dumb bitch,
she decides buying a $3,700
couch is more important
than paying the mortgage.
Reason I'm sharing this
anecdote with you dumb fucks,
is to let you know, do
not fuck with me today.
Because I will take out $3,700
worth of anger on one of you
fuckers, and that's
a lot of asswhoopin'
and ain't none of y'all
motherfuckers worth a dime!
God gave you two ears
and only one mouth,
it means you should listen
twice as much as you speak.
So continue to shut the fuck
up and hear what I'm saying
and I might not
kill your ass today.
All of you motherfuckers is
a bunch of fucking idiots.
We know that because God
always sends the dumbass
motherfuckers to me,
just like my dumbass
couch-buying wife.
James Animal Allen.
Welcome home, it's
been a long time.
- Not long enough.
- Hmm-mm, 15 years you did here,
you finally get out
and what happens?
Straight back in the
joint like every other
dumb fuck that ever left here.
They transfer you from
Folsom, because you know
niggers and spics get
along, so I guess you're
my problem now.
- I ain't nobody's problem, sir.
- Glad to hear it Animal,
but we don't want more
trouble like you had in Folsom.
- I ain't start no riot.
- Tell it to the warden.
He's starting you off
with a week in the hole.
Send you a message.
(rap music)
(foreboding music)
- Whoo-ee.
Damn.
That's official.
- Yep.
- Damn.
You gonna have to
hurry with that though.
- You're greedy, you know that?
- Hell yes.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- Alright, let's go.
- Go where?
- School, fool.
- Nigga I'm trying to stay
here and finish the rest
of this chronic.
- Dude you ain't been
to school all week.
- So why would I fuck my
week up on going today?
- Your mom ain't gonna trip?
- Man I gave her
like three joints,
she ain't coming out
of her room today.
- Word, aight man I'm out.
- Aight.
Yo!
- Yo!
- Coming to the park
after school today?
- Oh yeah for sure.
- Aight man.
- [James] Peace.
- Damn.
Shit's crazy.
(car horn honking)
- Eh!
You trying to give me
a heart attack, man?
- See I knew your little
ass was in too much
of a hurry to get to school.
- Man I ain't gonna be late,
don't you see me running?
Why you ain't at
work yet anyway?
- Well I figured it was
Friday, call and tell
I'ma be a little bit late.
- Uh huh.
- Pick up a couple of
breakfast burritos.
Catch my little brother
on the way to school.
- Oh okay so, you got
breakfast burritos in the car?
- Yup.
- Sausage and eggs?
- Ain't that what you like?
- You gonna be late, man!
Damn.
- Damn man why you
eating that like that?
Y'all been up just
smoking weed huh?
- Shit no.
Now why you tripping?
- I don't know why you
hang with that fool anyway.
- Tommy's cool man.
He just need a little guidance.
- Guidance?
Now what you know
about guidance?
- As a brother I stayed
on your ass so long
you could barely breathe.
- That's right, I ain't
about to let up neither.
- These both mine?
(rap music)
Yep.
On time.
- All right there
man, have a good day.
- Alright.
- [Darius] Alright.
- Let's go.
Rise and shine.
You ripe.
What you been doing
in there all week
while I was enjoying my freedom?
- Trying to figure out what
a $3,700 couch looks like.
- [Ellis] You and I both
been at this a long time.
We pretty much seen it
all, ain't that right?
- Pretty much.
- Nowadays,
it's like I never
seen so much hating.
I feel like this place's
about to go apeshit,
you know what I'm saying.
- Man that's not my problem.
- It's gonna be everybody's
problem, Animal,
when shit hits the fan.
But you got respect.
Don't forget that.
Get his supplies and
take him to his cell.
- Get off of my bed.
- The great Animal.
Man.
Hey man uh, don't
confuse the fact
that I let you have that
bed means that I'm a punk,
and that there's gonna be
some ass cracking in here,
'cause there ain't gonna
be no ass cracking.
Because I guarantee you,
if I get my ass cracked,
ain't nobody sleeping
around here, ever,
not a wink.
- Calm down son, I
ain't got no intention
of raping your little ass.
- Well that's good news.
Hey uh, name's Lou by the way.
Hey I heard about
that riot you started
with them Mexicans man.
- [Animal] Ain't started
nothing with nobody.
- That's not what I heard,
I heard you cut up this
Mexican dude and the whole
place went crazy, man.
But that's your business.
I just thought you might
wanna know about Uno, is all.
Man he's this big
Mexican dude, man.
Leader of 'em all in fact.
- What about him?
- His cousin is the
dude you cut up.
I mean the dude
they say you cut up.
But that's none of my business.
So I guess you coming back
here is supposed to be
a big deal or something, right?
- Why is that?
- You know the fights,
you know the fights man.
- What fights?
- You know the fights
between the two inmates man,
everybody bet on it,
everybody in on that man.
- Captain Ellis?
- Nah, nah he old school
man, but Hollywood,
he all up in that.
- Hollywood?
- Yeah, that's what
we call the warden,
on account that he always
going to movie auditions,
he wanna be some big
movie star or something.
Well Kasada, he give Hollywood
and the guards their cut
and nobody mess with 'em.
- So what that
got to do with me?
- They say back in the day
man, you used to be a bad ass
when it came to the fights
man, Kasada set 'em up
and bam, you knocked
'em down man.
- Yeah well, more power to him.
I don't do that no more.
- That's crazy, man.
- What?
- Because Kasada already
set up your first fight.
- Where do I find Kasada?
- Where you find any
pastor, at the church.
(rap music)
(frantic gasping)
- Degenerate motherfucker,
are you gonna pay, are you?
You owe the church $200 you
miserable piece of shit!
And the Bible says, to
give wholeheartedly,
you fucking prick!
Hey, I forgive you.
But I'm gonna send you out
amongst the wolves and
you will get me the money
that you owe the church,
and I want it this afternoon,
a-fucking-men!
Are you surprised?
See, when the others were
studying to become
jailhouse lawyers,
I studied to become
a jailhouse pastor.
I read the good book,
took a couple of tests,
and voila,
I am the inmate pastor.
And membership has
its privileges.
- I guess you won't be
the first man to fuck up
in the name of God.
I'm not fighting.
- Now wait a minute.
Don't turn down shit 'till
you heard the whole deal.
When I heard about
the riots over there,
I took a special
interest in you.
Yeah, I pulled a few
strings with the help
of my friend the warden,
had you transferred here,
the whole thing.
And now, I need you to
run the niggers for me.
Because right now
they're not playing ball
with my dope game.
Ralo's running things
over there, and he says
the brothers gotta buy
their dope from him.
Well that's 50% of my
business, and I want those
customers back so I need
you to take his ass out.
- And I assume you're gonna
tell me why I would do this.
- Well for the money of
course, you're gonna get
a decent cut.
Decent enough to get both of
your boys out of the projects.
- Don't talk about my
family, I take care of 'em
you understand?
- When was the last
time you saw James Jr.?
- I said don't talk
about my family!
- Alright.
But I want you to
think about this.
- No need to think about it.
God forgive you.
- Have it your way.
(rap music)
I always preferred
plan B anyway, boys.
(gun fires)
(rap music)
- Damn, nigga.
This shit is fly,
when you get this?
- [Driver] The other day,
yo let me hit that bud.
- Damn hold on brother, I'm
gonna smoke the whole thing.
- Yo, pass that shit.
Yeah I done come up since I
started working for Twist.
- I see that man,
when can I be down?
- On the real,
that's why I'm here.
- Oh for real, Twist want a
player like me on the team huh?
- Nah he asking about
your boy James Jr.
- Why?
- When that nigga asking to do
something, you don't ask why,
you just do it.
- Is it something bad?
- Nah.
- I thought you say you
ain't know what he wanted.
- If it was something bad I
would've shot your ass already.
Hop in.
- Alright.
(rap music)
(siren wailing)
(gun fires)
Since I can remember
There's been a
debate over creation
Some say you evolved
Just a biological mutation
- Hey gimme yo money fool!
- Hey man you play too much man.
I knew it was you though.
- Yeah whatever you
were scared, nigga.
- Ain't nobody scared, man.
What's up, Ant?
- Yo what up dog, you good?
- This yo whip man?
- I'm driving it ain't I?
- Get in.
- Why, where you all going?
- Work.
Stop acting like a little
bitch and get in man,
why you acting all scared?
- Nobody acting
like a bitch, man.
- [Tommy] Then get in.
- Come on homie, we
just going to the park.
Yo let James sit in the front.
- Man fuck that, I'm trying
to let the little honeys
see me, know what I'm saying?
- Nigga, get yo ass
in the backseat.
I ain't playing with you.
- Why you G'd up, dog?
- Because I wanna talk to
James and I don't need you
telling me what you're gonna
do in my motherfucking car.
- Look man, y'all just work
it out, I'ma walk aight?
- Man just get in the car.
Damn.
- Haha, I remember you.
- Yo, the boss.
- Who?
- Big Twist, man.
He's like a ghetto version
of the True Hollywood Story.
He used to be a small
time dope man right?
Then one day, he got
kidnapped and robbed.
I'm talking about they
stole all his shit.
The niggas he owed, they
didn't give a fuck about him
getting robbed, they
just wanted their cheese.
So they go looking for
this motherfucker right?
To peel his cap back.
But outta nowhere Twist
come up with all the money,
plus interest and instead
of recopping from them,
they start buying off him.
And when Twist caught up with
the niggas who robbed him,
shit, him and his boys
chopped them fools up
like Peking Wok boy, turned
them into Kung Pao niggas
for real.
- Yo, James!
Check it out, man!
- Now how the hell
you know this shit?
- I know everything
man, come on.
What up Big Twist?
- [Twist] What's cracking dog?
- [Tommy] No shit dawg,
I'm just trying to
get my chill on, you feel me?
I was gonna ask you if--
- [Twist] You James?
- Yeah.
- I knew your Pops
homey, Animal.
He's a straight up legend.
Of course he had to
be around them times
to know that, but, your
pops is good people.
- Yeah well, I wouldn't know.
- Yeah I feel you,
must've been hard
not having your father around
when you was growing up.
- It's cool man, my brother
he looks out for me.
- Oh shit that's right, Little
Animal is your brother huh?
- Nah he don't go
by that no more man.
- Well check it,
I'ma look out for you
from now on, brah.
- Why?
- Hey dog this man is
offering you his friendship
and shit man, what's up?
- That's cool.
Look, your Pa looked out
for me back in the day.
I'm just trying to return
the favor, that's all.
Dig?
- Yeah well, thanks.
- Y'all come to
the J Club tonight.
- What?
- We ain't 21, man.
- Don't even worry about that.
I'ma send a car
to pick y'all up.
- Hey thanks Big Twist, boy!
Hey I was gonna ask you.
He want me on the team.
- Y'all in, dog.
(rap music)
- Damn man, you
ate all the pizza?
- Man you slow motion!
- No, you greedy!
- Call it what you want.
- I got your report card.
- Stop trying to act
like it's not good, man.
- Five A's and one B plus huh?
B+, boy you slippin'.
- Slippin', man I'm
smarter than the teacher.
- Yeah, I see you had to
let him know that too.
- Exactly.
- Now what you need to do
is keep your books open
and your mouth closed, man.
But you know what?
For doing such a bomb
job on your report card,
I'm taking you to your
favorite spot to eat
tomorrow night, how about that?
- Red Lobster?
- Well ain't that what you like?
- Shoot you know it.
Look, I'm just a
little tired, so
I'ma call it a night.
- You feeling all right?
- [James] Yeah I'm
feeling all right.
- All right then little brah.
- All right then, don't
forget the dishes, man.
- Whatever.
- [James] I eat all the
pizza, you clean all
the dishes!
- Hey good job on
that report card, dog!
(hip hop music)
You don't wanna fuck with me
- [Tommy] Hurry up nigga, damn!
On and on and on and
The beat drop I mix it hot
'till your skin is scorching
- You don't think
this is kinda strange?
- What?
- That Twist just all
of the sudden wants
to be my best friend now?
- Our best friend
nigga and no I don't.
I don't!
(car horn honking)
Better believe
I'ma go get mine
Go get mine y'all
niggas had your turn
It's my time
- Are you guys James and Tommy?
- Pimping ain't easy.
- Somebody gotta do it, hah!
(rap music)
- That's a hell of a line.
- Line, Tommy we're going
straight to the VIP.
- Damn we VIPs?
That's what I'm talking about!
(hip hop music)
A little something like
Yeah
A little something like
This is off the hook, man!
- Y'all made it.
Come on in.
Come on, get
yourself some of that
gold bottle.
- What's up, Ant?
- You ain't had a
gold bottle before?
- Nah.
- But you heard of
it though, right?
- Yeah, in rap videos.
- Nigga, my life's a rap video.
Right now, you're
starring in it.
So get your drink on, baby.
- Told you, told you!
(hip hop music)
Life ain't nothing
but bitches and money!
I can see it in
your eyes again
Something's wrong and
girl don't try to pretend
Want you to know you can
tell me everything yeah
(laughing)
- Hold it.
That's living right
there, that's living.
- J Club.
My nigga, the J Club.
- Damn nigga, yo I left
my keys on the table,
y'all wait by the car.
- Yup, yup, yup.
- I done told you my nigga.
Ain't I tell you?
Motherfucker, we
with Big Twist now.
I can't believe that shit,
you saw that shit in there?
- Woo!
- It's on dog.
I can't believe that shit,
that's the life we gonna
be leading, my nigga.
And you know what else?
- What?
- Momma told me I wasn't
never gonna be shit.
(gun fires)
(tires squealing)
- Tommy?
Tommy?
Homey.
Yo?
Yo, Tommy?
Tommy?
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
(police siren wailing)
(metallic slam)
- You got a visitor.
- Who?
- [Lou] Don't know but
Kasada's down there.
Need some help?
- No.
Ain't no problem.
- Hey, thanks for coming.
- I ain't here for you.
- Hey I thought I
told you, nobody else.
- Relax will you?
Animal here is our partner.
- I ain't partners with nobody.
- And I told you to think
about that, didn't I?
Now you think about this.
Last night,
I had your son James
Jr. framed for murder.
- Motherfucker!
- You ever do another fucking
stupid thing like that,
and the Assistant
District Attorney here
will see that your
son ends up in prison,
I swear to fucking Christ!
Now.
If you don't play ball with me,
then I promise you
that Mr. Dillen here,
will prosecute your son to
the full extent of the law.
And he will end up in prison.
And I will arrange for
a reception committee
to fuck him up the ass so bad.
That his asshole will
look like a big chug
when they are through with him.
Now, Mr. Dillen will do
exactly what I tell him to do,
because two years ago, at
his office Christmas party,
I arranged for an incredible
piece of ass to throw
herself at him, and Mr.
Dillen, in his inebriated state
took her home and banged her.
Unfortunately for Mr. Dillen,
the young lady in question
was underage.
So Mr. Dillen has been
beholden to me ever since,
if he doesn't do what
I tell him to do...
I'll turn his ass in.
And he will end up in prison,
and the big chug scenario
will apply to him.
So.
My only question to
you, Animal is this.
Do you really have
anything to think about?
That's all for now, you can go.
Thanks again for coming.
I sure as hell hope
that you can
control your people.
- I'll do what I have to do.
But in eight months,
we're through.
Scumbag.
- Now is that any way to
talk to a pastor, you fuck?
How'd you like me to have
you baptized, asshole?
(hip hop music)
(knock on the door)
- [Woman] Hey!
I thought I wasn't gonna
see you until tomorrow.
- I have a little
surprise for you
and I wanted to tell
you about it personally.
Guess who's starting
her first day
at the public defender's
office tomorrow?
- What?
Really, me?
Oh my God!
- [Dillen] I pulled
some strings.
- So when do I start?
Oh, you said tomorrow.
Okay, but Dillen,
no more favors.
- I know, I know, you wanna
do it all on your own.
360 degrees
And now I got my niggas
telling such to thieves
Come on
Little things
in the street life
Little things in the society
(mellow rap beat)
- Hi, I'm Kate Martinez.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
That's it?
Is that my whole case load?
- It's the second
door on your left.
(mellow rap beat)
- You my brother's
public pretender?
- Public defender.
- Yeah, whatever man, look.
I know you guys
usually deal with
a bunch of scumbags
and everything, but
my brother's different, alright?
It was his best friend
that got shot and killed.
Now I know you got
a huge case load,
you don't care nothing
about your clients,
but check this out.
That's his report card, alright?
All A's and one B plus.
He's not that kind of kid.
- I'm reviewing
the case right now.
Why don't you just
give me a few--
- Yeah right, look, look.
I would have hired a
real lawyer, alright?
But I had to spend
my money on bail.
I know you got 100 other
cases and everything, but
yo, look.
He's innocent, alright?
That's my brother, this one
right here is different.
- As a matter of fact, I
happen to be a real lawyer.
And this is my only case,
so you don't have to worry.
- Wait, wait, hold up.
What do you mean this
is your only case?
- It's my first day.
- Your first day?
Man, get the fuck
outta here, what the
hell is going on?
Bullshit!
(rap music)
- Hey!
Got a new transfer in here.
Let's get him set up.
- Hello.
- Scarface.
- Po Po Lou.
- [Lou] They don't call
me that no more, man.
- Why, you ain't shit
your pants no more?
- It was only the one time.
And I told y'all.
That was chili.
I was still hungry,
I was trying to
smuggle some food
back to my cell.
- Back in yo ass, nigga?
- That's how they
get the drugs in!
- No nigga, that was
your first night in jail.
And yo ass was just
a little too nervous,
that's the fucking
problem right there, boy.
- Man, do you need
anything else?
- Nigga, I'm just
fucking with you man,
it's all good.
Yo, I heard that Animal's
the top shot caller
in this motherfucker right here.
Yo man, I did time
with that nigga
back in Folsom during the riots,
that shit was crazy, man.
They had niggas
transferred out right away
in this shit, man.
- Animal's the hardest,
coldest gangsta I know.
Old school.
They don't make them
like that no more.
- What, you like,
his biggest fan now?
- No, no.
I'm just saying, I
ain't never see a G
do it like that
before, that's all.
- [Scarface] I do my thing, too.
- Yeah, but not like that.
- I get the job done man,
he ain't the only nigga
putting in work.
- Maybe.
- The fuck you
mean maybe, nigga?
- Look man.
Never mind, it's
all good, alright?
- Let me tell you
something, I'm sick of
motherfuckers taking
credit for my work
and let me tell you
something else, nigga.
Nigga!
I'm the one who
started that riot.
Yeah, that's right.
One of Kasada's
boys came up to me
and offered me cheese
to do a hit on a nigga.
- [Lou] Kasada?
- Yeah Kasada, he got
people everywhere, nigga.
Shit, I ain't even
know this dude.
Stuck him right in his face,
I ain't got nothing
personal against him,
but I gotta make that paper,
you feel what I'm saying?
I ain't even know it
was Hulu's cousin,
and that's what
started the riot.
So next time you
wanna pull your pump,
know what I'm saying,
make sure you holler out
for this nigga right here, son.
You heard me?
- [Ellis] Walk it in
Walters, let's go.
Pastor of the Cherry
Point will bless you.
(rap music)
- [Darius] You see
this, you see this?
This is exactly what
I was talking about!
You hang out with fucking
thugs man, you get caught up.
Get your ass in the goddamn car!
The fuck was you
thinking James, huh?
Answer me, boy!
- Tommy's dead.
- Look man, what happened
to Tommy was horrible, okay?
Tell me everything
that happened.
- I didn't do it.
You know?
I didn't do it.
- Hey man, some dude was
found dead behind the church.
- Scarface?
- How you know that?
(rap music)
(grunting)
- Animal.
I need to talk to you.
- [Kate] Now you're sure that's
everything you can remember?
- [James] Yeah.
- [Kate] You never
saw the weapon?
- I told you, no!
All I heard was a gunshot
and Tommy was dead.
- Eh, James.
Calm down man, alright?
I know it's hard,
just be cool alright?
Just answer the
questions, alright?
- It's alright,
I'm on your side.
Darius, you're his
step brother, correct?
- [Darius] Correct.
- And your mom, Ms.
Allen, where is she?
- She passed away.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
What happened?
- Hey look, do we have to
talk about this right now?
- It's gonna come up in
court, we should be prepared.
- She died of a drug overdose.
- And Mr. Allen?
- He's in prison.
- Wait, don't to that!
- Do what?
- Look just 'cause our
father's in prison,
you assume that this
is a lost cause.
- No, I don't.
But yes, the jury might.
- Isn't it your job to make
them see it the right way?
(metallic slam)
(ominous music)
- [Animal] Hey, son.
- [Darius] Pop.
- There's some people
in here trying to
make me do things by
framing your brother.
- Why?
- It don't matter.
You just need to keep
your brother safe.
- I'll get a second job.
And a real lawyer that's gonna--
- Listen.
Listen Darius.
Just leave it alone.
If I do what they
want, it'll be over
in a couple of months,
and if I don't,
they'll continue
to frame James Jr.
- There's gotta be
something I can do.
- No, there's
nothing you can do.
This thing goes way up the
ladder, to some very...
To some very important
people who will
do anything to stay on top.
- Pop, this is my fault
man, this is all my fault.
- Why do you say that?
- You're in here man, because
you took the blame for me.
- Darius, just stop.
Stop it.
- I got into an
argument with you.
And I shot you.
I shot you and
left you with a gun
I knew had murders on it.
And you get charged
with those murders.
- Stop it Darius.
Someone might hear you, stop it.
- I don't care if
somebody hear me, Pop.
I should have never
let you talk me into
leaving that scene.
- It's okay.
- Why Pop, huh?
Why is it okay for you to spend
the rest of your life in jail
for a crime I committed?
You got a son out there
man, that needs you.
- You needed me, Darius.
I wasn't there.
What about that?
I let you watch me do things
a son should never
see his father do.
And I remember what I said,
just like it was yesterday.
I said, "Now you
can kill a nigga."
See son, I didn't have
any love for myself,
and I didn't have
any love for anyone
who looked like me,
black, brown, yellow, red.
Now I don't wanna make the
same mistake with James Jr.
So please.
Let me do this, son.
I don't want our next
generation growing up in prison.
Let it stop right here,
right now, with me.
- Bet.
Okay.
So what are you gonna do?
- Exactly what they want.
(metallic slam)
- You know who you're fighting?
That's Raulo, current
leader of the Darkies.
I don't want him
walking out of here.
You understand me?
- Son, if you don't wanna die,
you should just walk away.
- Walk away?
I'ma fuck you up.
(energetic music)
(thuds and grunts)
(sharp crack)
(grunting)
(sharp crack)
Come on, man!
Motherfucker, what you got?
What you got?
(sharp thud)
(grunting)
(sharp crack)
(sharp crack)
(metallic bang)
(painful grunts)
(desperate grunting)
(guttural shouting)
- I've been calling, you guys
never made your appointment.
- [Darius] Oh yeah?
- Listen, I have
some news that can
prove James is innocent.
- Oh yeah, that's cool,
you should get on that.
- Darius, we found a witness.
- What?
- Across the street.
From where the
murder took place.
There's a bank
where a witness was
taking money out of the ATM.
And he heard the gunshot.
- Did he see what happened?
- No, he ran for cover as
soon as he heard the shot.
- So he ain't see shit?
- No, he didn't.
But the ATM camera did.
Did you hear me,
isn't this great?
- Listen, you need
to forget about it.
- What?
- Look my father, he has
everything under control.
- Your father is incarcerated!
- That's what this is about.
- Darius, you have to trust me.
- Trust you?
Trust you?
Lady, I don't even know you.
Alright listen, you bring your
high-society ass down here,
to talk about some crusade
that you can talk about
at your next dinner party.
But see, while you're up there
passing around the
Grey Poupon and shit,
we down here doing
the real crusade.
So give me a fucking break on
that trust me shit, alright?
- I'm gonna subpoena that video.
- Yeah you do that!
(metallic slam)
- This shit's fucked up but we
still got a operation
to run here.
Now that Raulo's gone, we
need to make some changes.
We need to vote on a new leader.
- [Animal] What
y'all talking about?
- Like I was saying before.
We gotta stay strong
and let them know
that just because Raulo's gone,
we still ain't nothing
to be fucked with.
- So who's gonna be the leader?
- Well shit, nigga.
We 'bout to vote on it.
- That right?
I think you wanna be the leader.
- Why you say that?
- You the one doing
all the talking.
Giving the motherfucking
General Patton speech
trying to rally the
troops and shit.
Nah, nigga.
Ain't gonna be no vote.
I'm your leader.
- This is bullshit, nigga.
What makes you our leader?
- I'm stupid.
Ain't that right, Lou?
- You're the stupidest
nigga I know, man.
- Now Im'a give y'all my resume.
Name is Animal.
Now for those of
y'all who new here,
just ask the man to your left
or to your right.
I guarantee you you one
degree of separation
from knowing about all the
work I done put in here.
Now if you have doubts, well...
I suggest you do some research.
And if you still have
doubts in the air,
then I invite you to
come visit me in my cell
and maybe I can
convince you otherwise.
- You ever heard some
shit like that before?
- I never even seen
something like that before.
But if I were you,
I wouldn't go, man.
Hey yo, Animal.
They say you top dog.
- I know.
(energetic music)
It's the born reaper
Sleep keeper
Pistol side of the two-seater
Watch your step
get your boy beat up
Take the fall jump
the gun your ass lit up
And smoked like the cheeba.
I think I got a fever
My arm 12 degrees
sittin' in the freezer shit
Bump the fucking speakers
Get you so hard
that niggas in jail
Are gonna feel it
We that real shit
Niggas said damn homie
you ain't get a deal yet
First been in war
'bout the age of two
It's (mumbles) school to
Show you how much
the niggas feel me
Eh
Uh
It's the H to the
Damn
I'm the truth really
Them niggas share the
same affliction than Stevie
They just can't see me
Bitches love it
when I talk greasy
'Cause I back back back it up
Like was Little Weezy
Yeah
Eh
It's the LH to the
Damn yeah
(heavy breathing)
- You beat him?
- Man, what you talking about?
- Come on, Animal.
What are you doing this
for, is it for the money?
- I said, I don't know
what you're talking about.
- This ain't a game.
So my advice to you
is, don't get caught up
in this shit storm
without an umbrella.
- When a storm comes,
you can't always
trust the weather man.
- Alright.
- [Voiceover] Just chill out!
What's your problem?
- [Ellis] Keep it down.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- Kate, this is Darius Allen.
- Darius?
Is everything okay?
- Look, I'm sitting here
and I've decided that, um.
Listen, we have that whole
attorney, client
thing with you, right?
- Yes, of course.
You can tell me
anything, I can help.
- Alright, look.
My brother was set up.
(metallic slam)
(ominous music)
- Hey Pop.
- What's up, son?
Who this?
- This is Junior's attorney,
Kate Martinez.
- Kate, this is my
father, James Allen Sr.
I had to tell her, Pop.
- Tell her what?
- About the setup.
- Darius.
(ominous music)
- Champ, do me a favor.
Pull out that log sheet of yours
and tell me who's
meeting with James Allen.
- His son, Darius Allen.
And his other son, James
Allen Junior's lawyer.
Kid's up on a murder wrap.
Like father, like son, huh?
Mm hmm.
- Apparently.
- There's a video that
proves your son is innocent.
An ATM video.
- Where's the video?
- Well we're getting
it from the bank today.
See, I know there
are things that
you can tell me
about what happened.
And if I'm gonna help James,
you have to tell me everything.
- When you have that video,
and you're sure it proves
James Jr.'s innocent,
we'll take it from there.
- That's fair enough.
I'll deal with you later.
- What do you mean
I won't cut you?
Oh, I'll cut you.
I'll cut you.
I'll cut you real good.
What do you?
What do you mean
I won't cut you?
(clears throat)
Son of a bitch!
You ever heard of knocking?
- [Ellis] Sorry sir,
but we need to talk.
- [Hollywood] Give me a minute.
- I'm afraid this needs to
be dealt with right away.
These fights that
Kasada's putting on
is causing a lot of tension
within the population,
specifically between
the blacks and the Mexicans.
Now I know you think
this is harmless, sir.
But I respectfully disagree.
I think this place is
getting ready to blow
and it's not gonna be
pretty when it does.
We need to shut this thing down.
- Look.
The prisoners just need to
blow off a little steam.
It's no big deal.
- It's gonna be a
big deal, sir, if it
turns into a serious riot.
Have you ever seen
a serious riot, sir?
- Don't you patronize me.
This is my prison.
I'll run it my way.
Now get the fuck
out of my office.
- Counselor.
What is it I can do for you?
- We got a problem.
An ATM video proves
Animal's kid didn't do it.
- Well that's very interesting.
What do you intend
to do about it?
- There's nothing to do.
It's over.
- You know, you
Ivy League boys are
supposed to be so fucking smart.
But you're really
fucking stupid.
It is not over, until it's done.
Now you said,
that you were gonna use people
that you could control.
Now if you've got a
person that you're using,
that is getting in the
way of your control,
you have a decision to make.
Who's more important?
You?
Or them?
- Shit!
- I am telling you that
nobody from my office
picked it up.
But they weren't from my office!
Why would the bank
give them the video?
But I have the subpoena,
how could they have one?
How long will it take
to get another one?
Three days?
Okay, please just do it.
Thanks.
(rap music)
- I got you.
- Get out the fucking car!
Get out the, don't move
motherfucker, don't move!
Motherfucker, I
need to talk to you.
- I'm busy, dog.
- You busy?
You 'bout to motherfucking
be busy bleeding!
Oh, it's funny?
Shit is funny?
Y'all fuckers killed
Tommy and set me up?
- Hey man, y'all--
- The fuck, man?
Shut up!
- Man.
- [James] Punk ass.
- Yeah?
You don't know who you
fucking with, bitch.
- Your punk ass better
bring me to Twist.
- Man, you don't know who--
- I said shut the fuck up!
Bring my ass to Twist!
'Cause I could do this
shit all day, man!
But I can see your nose
is starting to look
like a fucking bloody ham hock.
What it's gonna be?
- Alright, alright, but it's
your motherfucking funeral.
- [James] Say some shit!
(rap music)
- Somebody here to see you.
(high-pitched screaming)
- Tell them to put
down the guns, man.
- What can I do for
you, young blood?
- You killed Tommy, man.
- What makes you think that?
(gunshot)
- I ain't playing with you!
- Woah, youngster.
- I ain't fucking
playing with you!
- You need to be
smart right now.
The fuck you think gonna
happen you pull that trigger?
You don't think my boys
here gonna kill you?
And what about your brother?
- Hey, don't say shit
about my brother, man!
- Your brother.
You acting real protective like
over the man shot
your own father.
Oh, my bad.
You ain't even know
that shit, huh?
See, I was there
when OGs like your father
paved these streets.
And yeah, I was
just a little nigga
tagging along behind him, but
I made sure to carve
my name into the
wet pavement before
it dried, you dig?
So even though over time,
people forget things
and shit gets changed,
certain things,
certain things, youngin.'
You feel me?
I know your brother
shot your father.
Left him there to
die and take the wrap
for the murder weapon.
Oh yeah.
So your own brother
is the reason that you had
to grow up without a father.
Damn.
If that ain't some ironic shit.
What?
You don't believe that?
You think I'm lying?
Go ask him, then.
You ask him, and you look him
in the eyes when you ask him.
See if those eyes don't
tell you the truth.
- Should I go smoke that fool?
- Nah, we can't touch him.
I gave Kasada my word.
- Fuck that, he broke my nose!
- What, you mad?
(shrill whimper)
Be mad at me then, fool.
Shouldn't have brought
that nigga here anyway.
Shit.
- [Kate] Can I help you?
- Are you Kate Martinez?
- Yes.
- I'm from Susanville
Penitentiary.
And I know you were
there recently.
I also know of a
way where we can
help each other out.
- Well, what do you mean?
Are you okay?
- Um.
You have a client named,
James Allen?
- Yeah.
- His father's
incarcerated at Susanville.
Okay?
I believe this man
is being blackmailed.
- I knew it, I mean
that's great to know,
I figured he was
set up, but I had no
idea who was behind it.
What else do you know?
- No, no, I can't
talk about this here.
- Well can you meet me
somewhere else, then?
- [Ellis] I'll call you.
- [Champ] You said you
wanna know who visits him?
- So spit it out.
- [Champ] Log shows a lawyer
and his son, Darius Allen.
- Why would he need a lawyer?
- [Champ] It's not his lawyer,
it's his other son,
James Allen Jr.'s.
- Mind if we talk?
Guess who you're fighting next?
- Who?
- Uno.
- You had this
planned all the time.
Make me the leader
of the blacks,
fight the leader
of the Mexicans,
a race war sparks, the
white boys sit back
and take over.
- You have a great
day, my friend.
(cell phone rings)
- Hello?
Kate, I'm at your
place with food.
Yeah, I thought you were
done with work by three.
Oh, okay.
No, that's fine, I understand.
Yeah, love you too.
(cell phone rings)
Hello?
- Your shit is
starting to unravel.
And you need to take care of it,
now!
- I went down and got
the videotape, but
they're just gonna give her
another one in a few days.
- You said that you
were gonna use people
that you could control.
- Yeah, well I thought I could.
- Look, I am too close, here!
I'm not gonna let you
fuck this up for me!
- Look, there's something else.
She's made a connection
between the kid and Animal,
about the blackmail.
But it's cool, I'm the
only one she's told,
so I'll handle it.
- How did she find out?
- One of the guards,
a guy named Ellis.
- Alright, look.
You take care of that lawyer,
I will take care of Ellis.
- I can't.
- [Kasada] Just find out
where she fucking lives,
and I will send somebody.
- It's not that simple.
- Look.
You are not gonna get your
pretty little hands dirty.
- She's my fiance.
- What?
You've got to fucking
be kidding me!
- I'm glad you
find that amusing.
- You are a bonafide imbecile.
Why in the world
would you use your fiance?
What, because you thought
that you could control her?
I just hope you can
get the deposit back
on the wedding cake.
- [Dillen] What's
that supposed to mean?
- I mean
that one of you is
not gonna make it
to the church on time.
And I'll let you decide
which one that is.
(ominous music)
- But I love her.
- Well you should
have thought of that
before you got her
involved in this.
Wouldn't you say?
Now.
Either you take care of this,
or my boys will.
And if my boys
take care of this,
well...
They like to play
before they work.
That's all I'm gonna
say on the subject.
(ominous music)
(car alarm beeps)
(engine revs)
(serene music)
- [Ellis] What's wrong with her?
- [Man] I think
it's a head gasket.
- [Ellis] Oh yeah?
You try starting
it up a few times?
Sometimes they do that.
(suspenseful music)
What the hell?
(gunshot cracks)
(ominous music)
(gunshot cracks)
(ominous music)
(gunshots crack)
(ominous music)
(engine revs)
(tires squeal)
(serene music)
- James!
Yo!
James!
Hey, hey man.
What's up?
Why'd you wanna meet here?
- Are you the reason
my father's in jail?
- What?
- Are you the reason
my father's in jail?
- Who told you that?
- Did you shoot my father,
put him in jail for life?
Don't bullshit me!
- Yeah.
- All this time,
that's why you're
always on my ass?
It's 'cause this
shit is your fault?
Man, I thought it was love.
- It was, it is, it is.
- That's bullshit!
You felt guilty!
This whole shit is a lie.
Your own father.
- Look James, I'm sorry, man.
I should have explained it
sooner, man, I should have.
- Well fuck you and
fuck your sorry, man!
Your father!
How does it feel, huh?
How does it feel to
have a gun in your face?
- James, put the gun down man,
you don't wanna
do this, alright?
- Why?
Huh?
You did it.
And now you wanna
beg for your life?
- Look, I'm not
begging for my life.
I'm begging for yours.
Listen, what's happening
to me right now man,
I deserve without a doubt.
I've tried so many times, man.
To look you in your
eyes man, and tell you.
What happened.
Yeah man, we had an argument.
I was upset.
'Cause I just found
out about you.
Pop man, he was in prison, man,
for so long,
and I'd been waiting
for him my whole life.
So when he got out, I thought
man, finally, you know?
Finally, I got my father.
And it was so cool
for a while, man.
Then he met your moms.
They had you.
And he gave you his name.
Man, that fucked me up.
I was furious man, I was upset.
I confronted him.
We argued.
And I shot him.
Yeah, I shot my own father.
And that gun I bought off
the street had murders on it.
So it was either turn me in,
or take the wrap for the gun.
Pop man, he figured,
hey, you know.
I'm already a two-time loser.
He was being a father to me.
And now look at this, man.
You got a gun pointed at me now.
It's funny how sins
always seen the fathers.
- Nah, I don't know
what to believe, man.
- You don't have to
believe me, James.
Believe in yourself, man.
Put the gun down, man.
It's all good, man.
- I told you.
- Hey.
I never doubted you for
a second, little brother.
I never doubted you
for a second, man.
- We'll show this to
the judge tomorrow.
- Well you know what?
I think we should
celebrate, man.
Huh?
Kate, stay for dinner.
- I would love to, but
my fiance's planning
dinner for me at home.
- Okay.
So uh, listen, you and um.
Your man's name, was?
- Dillen, he's actually the
assistant district attorney.
- Cool, okay, well, um.
Listen, you and Dillen,
you guys have a
wonderful time tonight.
(ominous music)
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- [Voiceover] You
have a collect call
from James Allen, do
you accept the charges?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I accept the charges.
- [Voiceover] Go ahead, sir.
- Pop, hey.
Hey, check it, we got the video.
- Good.
Have you seen it?
- Yeah, it shows that
James didn't do it.
- Where's the video?
- Nah, Kate has it, she's
taking it to court this morning.
- Kate has it?
Why don't you have it?
- No, trust me Pop, Kate won't
let nothing happen to it.
- Look, I don't
know Kate, you know,
I don't trust Kate.
- Pop.
Calm down okay?
I understand.
- No, you don't understand.
I have to do something
today that might cause
all hell to break
loose in this prison.
Now unless that tape is
in court, I have to do it.
- Pop, trust me.
I've seen it.
It's a for sure thing.
- Darius.
This thing goes way high.
The assistant D.A., the warden.
- Wait, wait, wait, hold
up, what did you say?
The assistant district attorney?
- [Animal] Yeah.
- Dillen!
- What, what, you know
city officials now?
- No, no, no, no, Pop,
you don't understand,
that's Kate's fiance!
- Are you sure about this?
- I'm absolutely sure, I mean.
What you want me to do?
- Dillen.
What happened, are you okay?
- Yeah, I was at
work, I fell asleep.
I'm fine.
- I waited up and I called you.
I was really worried.
- Look, I'm okay, I just...
Have a lot on my mind.
I brought you a coffee.
- I smell alcohol, were
you drinking last night?
- Yeah, earlier.
The D.A. wanted to talk,
we had a couple drinks.
- There's something
you wanna tell me?
- Like what?
- Is there someone else?
- No.
No.
Don't be silly, it's just work.
- I know I've been a pain
lately with this case and all.
I feel like a weight
has been lifted.
My God.
And this was just my first case.
What a rush.
It's everything I
was dreaming about.
Making a difference, you know?
Oh.
And you will follow up
on that prison situation?
It's disgusting what's
been going on in there.
And I'm gonna try
and reopen the case
against James Allen Sr.
Listen to me.
I'm babbling.
Okay, I'll stop talking
shop, I promise.
I'm sorry I've been
so distant from you.
But.
I'm gonna make it up to you.
I love you.
So.
Here's to our life together.
- Oh, shit.
(cell phone rings)
- Hello?
- Hey Kate, listen.
I just talked to my father.
And your fiance is part
of this whole thing.
(ominous music)
- What are you talking about?
- Listen, some man named Kasada
has some kind of dirt on him.
And he made him help
frame James Jr.
- Hey, don't be ridiculous.
- Listen, everything
my father is doing
is for James, he wouldn't
lie about this, alright?
Kate, my father might not
be sure about you, but I am.
Okay, and I know you have
nothing to do with this.
Which means you're in danger.
Okay, so listen, tell
me where you are.
- What if you're wrong?
- Kate.
Listen to me.
They cannot let that
tape go to court today.
Alright, listen, if I'm wrong,
so what?
But if I'm right, they
gotta get rid of you.
Okay?
So please, tell me
where you are.
- I'm at home.
- Alright, you're at home.
Let me get the address.
- [Kate] I'm not going to--
- Look, just tell
me what it is, damn!
- It's 12 Collins,
apartment five.
But I'm with--
- I'm on my way.
Dillen's involved.
- [James] Let's go.
- No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
No, you got court today, so uh.
Um, look.
I'll meet you in the
court parking lot
later, okay?
(ominous music)
- What does Kasada have on you?
Now I know why I
only had one case.
Why you pulled strings
to get me hired.
- It was never supposed
to go this far.
Kate, you gotta believe me.
- But you want to stop me
from going to court today.
(ominous music)
Oh my God!
Dillen.
- Kate, they were
gonna hurt you.
And this way.
- And this way, what, Dillen?
This way what?
(metallic squeaking)
- Im'a go in here and
I'ma whoop some ass now.
(metallic slam)
(radio chatter)
- Hey, um.
So how's she doing?
- She was poisoned with
trimenidal chloride.
If you hadn't gotten
here when you did...
Let's just say she's very lucky.
And also, whoever did
this wasn't aware that
caffeine actually
minimizes the effect.
- Oh hey, thanks.
(radio chatter)
Hey.
- What time is it?
- Look, don't worry
about that, you know,
you just need to relax.
- I have to get to court.
The arraignment's at.
- Wait, wait, wait just
slow down, slow down,
alright, sit your ass
down, just don't move.
Listen, you're going
to the hospital.
We'll get down there,
and we'll tell them everything
that happened, okay?
- There's too much
riding on this,
we can't give them another
chance to cover it up.
Until we get James cleared,
your father's in danger.
- Alright well wait a minute,
you want me to drive you?
Hold up.
- Mr. Mason.
What brings you down here today?
- Just a little observation.
What's on the docket?
- The James Allen murder case.
You know it?
- Well sure, I heard about it.
How's it going?
- Kid didn't show
up with his lawyer.
Judge revoked bail, we
just broke for lunch.
- What case you working on?
- I apologize for being
late, but I was detained.
- Kate.
I can explain.
- No, just stop.
Okay?
Just stop.
Stop, just shut up, okay?
I don't wanna hear it anymore!
That's enough!
- Hey.
What's going on out here?
- Your Honor,
I have a video that fully
exonerates my client.
And proves he was framed.
This is the evidence, this tape.
- Not here.
- Kate.
- I want everyone in my chamber.
(ominous music)
- Don't be so serious.
This is going to be fun.
Here's Uno.
(heavy breathing)
Don't forget,
I got you on a short
leash, motherfucker.
(energetic rap music)
(sharp crack)
It's the H to the
Damn
Uh yeah
It's the grim
reaper semi keeper
The heat that pumps the
side of the two-seater
Watch your step or
you'll get beat up
Take you for a jook
we'll get that ass lit up
The smoke like a cheeba
I think I got a fever
My album 20 degrees
sitting in the freezer shit
Bump the fucking speakers
I hit you so hard that
Niggas in Geneva gonna feel
We the real shit
first birthday
Niggas saying damn homie
you ain't got a deal yet
First been in war
by the age of two
In preschool to show you
how much a nigga's falling
(sharp crunch)
Eh uh
It's the H to the
Damn uh yeah
(metallic bang)
(thudding blows)
I'm the truth yeah
Them niggas share the
same affliction as Stevie
They just can't see me
Bitches love it
when I talk greasy
'Cause I back that thing
up like I was Little Weezy
Yeah
Eh uh
It's the H to the
Damn uh yeah
(sharp thud)
(phone rings)
- Hello, hello?
Yes, yes, I'll
accept the charges.
- [Lou] Hello?
Who's this?
- This is Darius.
- Alright!
Animal told me I should
just keep calling
'till I got somebody.
- Alright, cool,
you tell him that
James is free, and we
got the tape to court.
- Man, alright, man!
That's fantastic,
but look, I gotta go!
- Alright, later.
(frantic shouting)
(desperate grunting)
- This what you want?
Huh?
This is what you want, Uno?
- Hey, drop that!
Your son got off!
He's free!
- I ain't kill your cousin, Uno.
I ain't got no beef with you,
or your people.
Kasada hired a brother
name Scarface to kill him.
You hear me?
(angry shout)
- Somebody's not
getting their cut!
- [Kate] You guys really
need to leave town?
- Yeah I figure it's
time for a fresh start.
Never had much luck here.
- Yeah.
I mean, it was my Pop's idea.
He's worried that someone
might come after us
in order to get even with him.
- Yeah, but it's over, I
mean the warden got charged,
Kasada got another 10 years.
- I know, I know, but
as long as he's in
there, you know.
Hate's gonna follow him.
(ominous music)
(sharp thuds and shouting)
(ominous music)
- I'm too old for this shit.
- I told you we was
gonna vote on it, nigga.
- It is what it is, brother.
(metallic slam)
We thumpin' with that
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
Is you fucking with that
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
Yes you fucking with that
Yeah your front lights
out left side and back yo
Y'all fucking with gats
Get your front lights
out left side and back woah
I ain't Crip walking
I got my own swag
We ain't about your weed
we brought our own bag
Pop vatos
Y'all so mad
We around hot does
That give good head
So go ahead try some
shit you responsive
Give y'all a four clip
exchange for that nonsense
We some riders and
the topic your bullshit
Then we flee to the
Tropics to sip sip
My team we in Guava
got a bitch in Prada
From Nicaragua never
say the word nada
Rolling up my ganja
I'ma put it on her
Setup and shake that's
why the haters wanna
I handles my business
(indistinct chatter)
- [Voiceover] White
boy, your ass is grass!
- [Voiceover] Come
back here, whitey!
- [Voiceover] Hey
pretty boy, pretty boy!
Come to my cell, oh yeah!
- [Voiceover] I got
you baby, I got you.
(indistinct taunting shouts)
(heavy slurping)
(metallic slam)
(rap music)
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight to survive
It's like a city that's
dark with no street lights
You only see in the
sparkle of the gunfights
Kids trying to earn strips
Two wrongs they'll
make it right
But for they hype they be
Quick to take
they brother's life
And why not 'cause I'm a
product of these crooked blocks
With dope dealers crack
heads and crooked cops
Why should they
leave it up to me
To make the violence stop
I ain't starting it I'm
trying to make a profit
And fatten up my pockets
my breath I gotta gasp it
But thinking of my
brothers buried in the casket
Buried two last year
my heart pumps no fear
On my block I got more
stripes than Goodyear
Tires I'm the dawn hitter
hood made me not care
And made me not to
expect to live long years
A young G that's trying
to see the next perspective
And take the focus off
death so we can all live
Yeah yeah
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight to survive
We must fight to survive
Innocent for life
Innocent for life
We were born to die
Innocent for life
Innocent for life
We were born to die
We were born to die
But we
We must fight to survive
But we
We must fight