Know Your Place (2022) Movie Script

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(door creaks)
(somber music)
(wood creaks)
(mechanical creaking)
(bulldozer arm thudding)
(debris thudding)
(debris thudding)
(bulldozer beeps)
(bulldozer whirring)
(debris thudding)
(somber music continues)
(siren wails in the distance)
(dog barks in the distance)
(people chattering indistinctly)
(players chattering)
(sneakers squeaking)
- [Speaker 1] Nigga, I'm D1.
- [Speaker 2] D-what?
- [Speaker 3] Nigga, you're
D11 bitch. Shut the fuck up.
- [Speaker 4]
You're fuckin' weak.
- Man why did you
even shoot the ball?
- [Speaker 4] You're ass.
- Why'd you even shoot the ball?
- Fahm, shut up, shut up, Fahm.
- I'm not one of them.
I'll give you a bucket.
- You wanna play me?
- I'll give you a bucket.
I'm not like these niggas.
- Come on.
- Man lock his ass up.
- [Speaker 2] Shoot it
bitch, shoot it bitch.
Shoot it bitch. Shoot it.
Get the fuck out of here.
- Get the fuck off my court!
You are weak.
- Time out, time out.
- You are weak!
- He didn't call-
- You are weak!
- He didn't even call bank.
- You're weak.
- Just go.
- [Fahmi] Whose side
are you on, nigga?
- I'm just sayin'.
I'm on the winnin' side.
- Bro, get outta here, bro.
You're weak.
- Why the fuck are you-
- Why the fuck are you-
- Bro, bounce out, bro.
You're weak.
(players laughing)
Man, shut your black
ass up. Get over there.
- [Player 2] Shut
your fat ass up.
- Come here.
- Aye, Robel your sister!
- Come here, boy.
- Hey, Robel.
Your sister called me.
- Hey, is that your sister-
- No, bro, don't
talk about my sister
or I'll beat your ass.
- No, I'm bein' dead ass.
You sister really called me.
Aye, tell her I'm single now.
- Aye, pass the weed!
- Hello?
- Pass the weed, Robel!
Oh, Robel!
(door creaks open)
- Hey, sorry. What's up?
- [Fayven] You were
supposed to be home.
Where are you?
- I'm at the gym.
- [Fayven] Mom needs
you to get some injera.
- I don't even have money on me.
- [Fayven] It's fine.
I called Ibraham.
Come home now.
- All right.
- [Fayven] All right, bye.
(door bangs)
(car engine rumbling)
(upbeat music)
- No, no, no you listen.
No my dad can't
afford to pay y'all.
He sent y'all hella
money for this already.
Yo, every time we turn
it on, it smells like gas.
No you don't understand.
We're losing business
'cause of this.
Yes, we've been on the
phone with you guys
for two, three weeks every day.
Yeah, but you guys are
acting like it's our fault.
You know what? Hold
on, hold on, hold on.
Here you go, cuddy.
Hey, this one's on us.
Tell the fam I said
what's up too, man.
Hello?
Yeah, I'm still here.
That's basically what
I'm trying to tell you.
- Hey, look, would
you rather smell shit,
or smell like shit
for rest of your life. - I'm
not doing this right now, dog.
- Nigga, answer the
question, nigga.
It's not that hard.
- I'm gonna have to
take one for the team.
- Exactly. What the fuck?
Bro, if you smell
like shit, nigga,
you're not gonna have
friends or females
and it's over for that shit.
- Is that why you got none?
- I knew you were finna say
that stupid shit, bitch.
(Robel laughs)
- Nah, think of it, nigga.
If you smell like shit,
you're automatically
finna smell shit,
it's your body.
- Nah, nigga, it's
hard to smell yourself.
- What?
- But you know how you
like your own flavor, though?
- Bro, you're a real weirdo.
Get away from me, dog.
- Nah, but I ain't even
break a sweat today.
The runs aren't even
active no more, bro.
- You talkin' 'bout
shitting or hooping?
- There's no fuckin' hoopers.
I gotta take my ass to Shoreline
for a fuckin' workout now, bro.
- Facts.
- This nigga scuffed
my shit, dog.
- That's where KeShaun
used to stay, huh?
- Yeah.
Hey, you sure you don't
want me to go with you?
- Nah, it's good.
- Bro, it's fine. I could come.
- Bro, I said it's good.
- All right then.
I'ma just hit you.
(birds chirping)
(car accelerating
in the distance)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(cell phone buzzing)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(birds chirping)
- [Fayven] Hey,
someone's at the gate.
(door closes)
(chainsaw buzzing)
- Hi.
- Hi.
How are you?
- Good.
- How are you today?
- [Robel] I'm good.
(chainsaw buzzing)
(leaves rustling)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
(Priest speaking in Tigrinya)
- Amen.
- Amen.
(dog barking in the distance)
(family members speaking
in Tigrinya)
(family members laughing)
(family members speaking
in Tigrinya)
(family members
chattering indistinctly)
(family members
chattering indistinctly)
- Yo, you wanna go
with me to the store?
I gotta get Baba's medicine.
Robel.
- No, I'm cool.
- Just come. Get out the house.
(family members
chattering indistinctly)
Mom, you called it in, right?
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- You sure you're
not trying to come?
- [Robel] Why you always
parking far? Damn.
- [Fayven] Boy, I gotta
get my steps in. (chuckles)
How you think I keep
it looking this good?
- You don't.
- Whatever.
Let me see some chips.
Ugh, puffs?
For real?
- Is there another kind?
- No, you could have that.
So what's up?
- What you mean?
- I mean what's up?
You ain't said
nothing all night.
- Am I supposed
to say something?
- No, I'm just asking.
- I just don't get all that.
- Get what?
- I just miss dad.
- Hey.
You wanna drive?
- [Robel] Stop
playing. For real?
- Hell no, boy. Get in the car.
- Bro, you're a real-
- So dumb.
Whatever.
- You play around too much.
(keys jangling)
- Listen, I feel you.
You do what you gotta do,
but you need to step it up.
Help out a little more.
House shit, with gramps.
Help mom out.
That would help me.
Aye.
You with it?
Just the parking lot.
- You're lying.
- Of course I'm lying, bro.
You're so stupid.
- What's wrong with you, bro?
- No, I'm playing. For real.
For real, I swear.
- What's your problem, bro?
(Fayven laughs)
- I'm sorry bro.
I'm sorry I'm playin'.
Okay, for real, though.
- No.
Keep 'em. I don't want 'em.
(tires squealing)
(engine rumbling)
(brakes squeal)
(Robel brushing teeth)
(Robel spits)
(no audio)
(no audio)
(no audio)
(cell phone buzzing)
(cell phone buzzing)
(knocking on door)
- Mom.
Mom, someone's blowing you up.
- What?
- Somebody's calling.
(house phone ringing)
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
(Amuna sighs)
(house phone ringing)
- Hello?
(caller speaking in Tigrinya)
- Uh, yeah. One second.
(Robel sniffles)
- Hello?
(caller speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(caller speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Semira speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Semira speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Semira speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Semira speaking
in Tigrinya)
- No, no, no, no, no.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Semira speaking in Tigrinya)
(Semira speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Semira] Hello?
(Semira speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Hana speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Semira speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(dog barking in the distance)
- Robel?
Robel?
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] What are you doing?
- [Robel Okay, dang.
(Amuna sighs)
(Robel sighs)
What time is it?
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- Since when do I even
go to church with you?
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- Since when do you
even go to church?
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(parishioners clapping)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(parishioners
singing in Tigrinya)
(people chattering in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh and Amuna
speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
Michael.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- I heard you. I
just got on my phone.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Michael speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh and Michael
speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh and Michael
speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Michael] Adey,
you always do this.
- No, no, no, no.
- I make plans
and you always-
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Michael speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaks in Tigrinya)
- [Shiwanesh] What's going on?
(bus accelerating)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- Was it nice?
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- No, I'm talking about Cali.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- Oh my god.
(bus engine rumbling)
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- Yeah.
(razor scraping)
- [Robel] Ooh, let me see.
You look good.
(Amuna laughs)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] We gotta
take you out tonight.
You're looking too good.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] Come on. Come on.
(Hana speaking in Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(Hana and Amuna
speaking Tigrinya)
(door creaks open)
- [Mr. Wang] Hey,
hi, how are you?
- What's up, Mr. Wang? I'm good.
- [Mr. Wang] That's good.
(Mrs. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
- Wait a minute.
(Mrs. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
(Mr. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
- [Mr. Wang] Is your mom
home? I will talk with her.
- Yeah, she's home.
One second, I got you.
- Okay. Thank you.
(Amuna and Hana speaking
in Tigrinya)
- Mom?
Mom?
Mom, Mr. Wang's looking for you.
Mr. Wang's outside.
He's looking for you.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
(door creaks open)
(soft music)
- [Mr. Wang] Hi, how're
you doing? You called.
- Yeah, this bell
is not working.
I don't know why I have this.
I have people coming to visit me
and I don't know even
they are here or not.
(Mrs. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
(Mr. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- I'm sorry. I'm
not understand you.
- [Robel] She just
said that it's broken.
She wants to get it fixed.
- Oh yes, yes. I'll fix it.
That's no problem.
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's a problem for me.
You need to fix it.
Please.
- I will, I can do it.
- Thank you. Thank you Mr. Wang.
Have a good day.
(Mr. Wang mumbles indistinctly)
- When it rings. Please.
- Yes, yes, yes. I'll take
care of that, okay?
(soft music)
(Mr. Wang speaking in Mandarin)
(gate creaks)
(gate creaks)
(door creaks)
- All right, I'm leaving.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(door closes)
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
- [Fahmi] Come on.
(frog croaking)
(dog barks in the distance)
(fence rattles)
Come on, bro.
(dog barks in the distance)
(door rattling)
(boxes scraping)
(footsteps thudding)
- [Robel] Man, this
is your type of house.
- [Fahmi] Nah, this shit
smells like your house.
- [Robel] Shut the fuck up.
(soft music)
Dog.
(banging on walls)
(soft dramatic music continues)
- [Fahmi] Nigga,
there's probably
somebody dead in here, bro.
(hit thuds)
(golf club clatters)
How'd it go at the crib?
- What you mean?
- [Fahmi] The prayer
for your pops.
- [Robel] Nah, it
was just a priest.
Talking about God and shit.
- That's what they
did when Biniam died.
All these priests
and prayers and shit.
Nobody knew how I felt.
You never say nothing, bro.
What's on your mind?
- I mean, your mom
been on my mind lately.
- What the fuck is
wrong with you, bro?
- You know I'm just playing
with you, son. (laughs)
Chill out. It was a joke.
(Robel laughing)
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(object thudding)
- Let me see.
(soft music continues)
Bro...
I ain't finna move.
- If you move, I'm
moving with you.
(Fahmi laughs)
- [Fahmi] That's cute.
- Shut the fuck up, dog.
- No, for real though.
(sirens wailing in the distance)
(airplane whooshing overhead)
(television blaring
indistinctly)
(television blaring
indistinctly)
(television blaring
indistinctly)
(door opens)
(gate rattles)
(gate rattles)
- [Fayven] If you don't go then
we just have to pay for it.
It's your traffic ticket.
I can't just go for you.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- It's too late.
If we don't go tomorrow,
we're just gonna have to pay.
- I'm gonna take you.
Your 30 minutes is three
hours. I can't get fired.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- Hey, you're gonna be
with him in the morning.
I gotta take mom downtown.
Can you handle that?
- Don't disrespect me. Just
look at me and ask that.
- [Fayven] Man, shut
up. Help me out.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- Mom, I know. But it's been
over a year since dad passed.
We can't keep going like this.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- It's not forever.
- What's not?
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
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(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
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(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(birds chirping)
- [Fayven] Hey, I gotta take mom
for this traffic court thing.
Bruh.
- [Robel] When are
you guys coming back?
- Probably in like an hour.
Give him some
breakfast around 10.
Come on.
Get up.
(keys jangling)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Fayven] Mom, let's
go. Let's not be late.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(door closes)
(television blaring)
(television blaring)
(spoon tapping)
(television blaring)
(television blaring)
(television blaring)
(Robel clears throat)
- Eat it.
(television blaring)
Come on, what are you
doing? You like this.
Look.
Best food.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
- Come on. It's good.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
(bowl thuds)
(bowl thuds)
(phone buttons beeping)
(phone line trilling)
(television blaring)
(phone line trilling)
- [Fayven] Hey, what's
up? It's Fayven.
Leave a message,
I'll get back to you.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
(birds chirping)
(train horn blares
in the distance)
(upbeat hip hop music)
(door alert chimes)
(hip hop music)
- I don't say this to everybody.
I'm actually glad
I met you there.
No, I go to that place a lot.
I've never seen you there.
Was it your first time?
Really?
Oh.
Yeah. I like it.
I like your friend, too.
You should bring her along.
I got you.
Yeah, no, I'd love to
do something, anything.
I'm free a little bit later.
No, I'm at work.
- Hey, I gotta go.
- Have you ever been
like rollerblading?
Yeah, no.
Any time that you can
muster up, hang out,
we should do the
whole role play thing.
I'm into that, too.
You need a bag?
- No, I'm good.
- All right. Yeah.
What are you doing tonight?
I can show you this trick I
do. It's like a handstand.
Oh, yes.
(footsteps thudding)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Fayven] I know, but
I gotta leave right now.
I can't be late again.
- [Fayven] Work is important,
too. What do you think-
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- [Fayven] What do you
think that I'm doing?
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] Went to get him food.
- What's wrong with you?
- I mean he knocked
it out of my hand.
He didn't want to eat it.
And I called both of you guys.
How come you didn't answer?
- We was talking with the judge.
- What's the point of
even having a phone, bro?
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- I was.
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
- So was I. And how
you know he was here?
- He call you through
your dead phone?
- [Amuna] I called him.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- I can't.
How many times do I have
to say this to you?
- What do you think's gonna
happen if I lose this job?
We gonna ask Auntie
Hana for rent money?
Just wire it tomorrow.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- Then you take it to Adey
Shiwanesh. Let Robel stay here.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- Oh my god, I was here.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- You act like I
was gone for a year.
I left for five minutes.
- What did Michael say?
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- So have him come by
and take it afterwards.
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- [Fayven] I gotta-
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
- I gotta leave right
now. You got hella people.
Just figure it out.
I have a 12. I'll
call y'all later.
(Amuna sighs)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Aboy speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Aboy speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Aboy speaking in Tigrinya)
(Amuna and Aboy speaking
in Tigrinya)
- Mom, it's okay, mom.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
- Mom, it's okay.
I'll take it for you. Mom.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
- I'll take it for you.
Just give me the
address. I got it.
(birds chirping)
(door creaks open)
(dog barks in the distance)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(suitcase scraping)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus bell dings)
(brakes squealing)
(brakes hissing)
- Shit. Robel.
Bro, Robel.
Wake your sleepy ass up.
- [Robel] Shit, what's good?
- Sleeping on the bus and shit.
- Damn, man, rough ass hands.
- My bad, nigga. Get
your muscle up, my nigga.
- What's good?
- What you getting into?
- Nothin'.
- Shit don't look
like nothin', bro.
What, you get kicked out, bro?
- I'm good. What are you on?
- Nothin'.
My dad just wanted me to come
and paint his house and shit.
- You said paint?
- I don't know what he's on.
Yes, nigga, paint.
Bro, his knees are
fucked up or something.
He wants me to get on
the ladder and shit.
Risk my life.
What the hell?
- Can I talk to y'all
about the word of God?
- Man, nah, I'm good.
- Oh, you good?
Without the word of
the Lord? Come on.
How about your buddy?
How about your friend?
Don't smile at me like that.
That's a Jesus smile.
Smile for Jesus.
Take it. Go ahead.
Make him happy.
Come on, just take it.
There we go.
Can I talk to you
about him for a minute?
- Nah, nah.
Nah. We're good, we're good.
- Now is the only time-
- We're good, we're-
- That we have
for you to repent.
- We don't need a whole speech.
- A whole? How
about a half of one?
- Nah.
- All right.
I'll pray for y'all.
- Pray for you, too. Hallelujah.
- [Solicitor] Pray
for you. Hallelujah.
- [KeShaun] That's weird, bro.
Bro, you still, you
really reading that?
- I'm just thinking
about the shit, dog.
- Bro, what is all this, dog?
You get kicked out, bro?
You need to stay
at my house, cuddy?
- Shut up.
Nah, but it's some
FOB shit, dog.
I gotta get it some
lady or something.
- [KeShaun] Kumbaya head ass.
Nigga, you African
ass nigga, dog.
- Hey, hold up.
Oh yeah, bro, I'm finna catch
you. I gotta get out of here.
- [KeShaun] All right, bro.
- [Robel] Yo.
(bus brakes hissing)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(bus brakes hissing)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus engine rumbling)
(suitcase thuds)
- Hey, hold up!
Hey!
Fuck.
(birds wings flapping)
(car honks in the distance)
(cars whooshing)
(footsteps thudding)
(phone thuds)
(coin clatters)
(buttons beeping)
(phone line trilling)
- [Fahmi] Hello?
- [Robel] Hey it's me.
- [Fahmi] Nigga,
I thought you were
this one female I'm
tryna link with.
- Bro, listen.
- Bro, what number is this?
- Listen, damn.
You at the house?
- [Fahmi] I'm finna hoop in
the Tuk. You coming through?
- Don't leave yet.
- [Fahmi] Bro,
what's good with you?
- Bro, I lost my mom's phone.
I need your help with something
- [Fayven] All right,
nigga, I'm here.
- [Robel] All right, yup.
(soft music)
(singer vocalizing)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
Aye.
- Uh oh, uh oh.
(Fahmi speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] Aye bro, I
gotta use your phone.
- Stop fucking
stepping on my plants.
- Here, bro. I gotta use it.
- What, you trying to move in?
- Bro, come on. You
know it's important.
Here.
- Bro, I'm trying to hoop.
- Come on, nigga.
Damn, quit playing.
- Huh?
Hey, control yourself.
(ball bouncing)
(Fahmi singing in Tigrinya)
- Hey, you know where
Michael stay at?
- [Fahmi] Michael?
- Yeah, bro. I gotta
get this to his mom.
- You talking about Big Mike?
- Fuck, bro. I
need their address.
Your mom know where they stay?
- [Fahmi] Nigga, I don't
know. Just ask yours.
- Nigga, I lost her phone, bro.
- She got a nice phone?
- Nigga, come on, bro.
I told her I'd do this shit.
My cousin's sick bro.
We'll hoop after.
- Bro, how long?
This bad female's tryna link up.
- Where?
- This afternoon.
- Where?
- What'd I just say?
- Nigga, I'm asking where.
- Okay, what'd I say?
Tell me.
- Where?
- Angle Lake. I
already told you.
- Earlier you said Jefferson.
- I know.
I meet 'em at Jefferson,
your mom's house,
your sister's house.
Everywhere, nigga.
- That's the same house.
- [Fahmi] You ain't lyin'.
- [Robel] Hey, give
this to the girl, too.
- Give this to your mom, ho.
(door opens)
She said she don't know.
Let me see my phone.
- Damn, bro.
(Robel sniffling)
Who you callin'?
- I think this nigga
knows where Mike stays.
Bro, this nigga never
fucking answers.
Hey mom, I'm going to
Selay's real quick.
I'll be right back.
- [Robel] Hold up, let
me put my shit in there.
- Got you on a mission.
(door closes)
(birds chirping)
Bro, how the fuck are you finna
have a phone but never answer?
- If I didn't answer, would
that have stopped your ass
from coming over here.
- Bro, we need a favor.
- Nah, you're a
fuckin' force-it, bro.
- No, I'm being serious.
- What's up bro?
- What's good?
- [Friend] What's
up man? What's good?
- Shit, what's good bro?
- "What's good bro."
- Shut the fuck up.
- Ugly ass.
Look at you, fuckin'
tall now and shit.
You think you grown?
You want some brew?
- Nah. I need a favor, though.
- A fuckin' favor.
I just got off of work,
bro, slavin' all day.
You want me to come
home to this bullshit?
- [Fahmi] Bro, it's important.
- To who?
The fuck? (laughs)
What the fuck you niggas
trying to drag me into?
- We need a ride.
- There it goes. Fucking
bullshit, a ride.
Get the fuck outta here, bro.
- Yo, you know Michael?
- I know a few.
- Bro, you know him. He
stays out in the west.
- Don't they got buses
that go out that way?
- Oh my god.
- Michael, Michael?
- Yeah, Conclusion
Michael. (laughs)
When we were younger, this
nigga was hoopin', bro.
He got fouled hella hard,
nigga, and fell down,
started rolling around,
holding his head
talking about, "I think I
got a conclusion." (laughs)
- All right bro, can we go?
- Oh.
You got gas money?
Nigga, you see everybody
driving, everybody fuckin'-
- [Robel] All right,
bro, how much?
- Bro, fuck a couple
dollars, nigga.
I'm tryna shake your
broke ass. (laughs)
What the fuck you got going
out there anyway, man?
- My mom's sending stuff
back home with Michael.
- [Selay] So you got more than
gas money. Look at this shit.
- Bro, please. Fuck.
- Goddamn, man.
I do got this bad little
thing in Burien, man.
Could hit her up.
But you niggas are out the car
at four though, you feel me?
- Yep, four works. Come on.
- Hey, what time is it?
- Man, get the fuck outta
here. Check your phone, nigga.
You want me to do
everything for you?
- Shut the fuck up bro.
We'll be right back.
- [Selay] You're
out the car at four.
I'm not playin' with you.
- I heard you, nigga.
- Fuckin' dumpsters.
(friend laughs)
(doorknob jangling)
- Fuck, bro.
- Nigga, you don't got a key?
- Hold on.
Shit.
Mom, where are you?
Mom, I'm at the door.
I was gone for
like five minutes.
- Fuck, bro.
- Bro, all right, bye.
Oh my god.
- Bro, let me see your phone.
(birds chirping)
(phone keys clicking)
- [Fahmi] Hey!
- Here.
You're finna pick me up?
- Fuck no, nigga.
I'm way smaller.
Pick me up.
- Bro, come on.
- No, I'm smaller.
Wait I got shit on my shoe.
- Bro, quit playin', bro.
- I'm not playing.
Come on, let's go.
One, two, three.
(Fahmi grunts)
Hey.
Push me, nigga.
- Go!
(Robel laughs)
Bro, go.
- Bro, chill out.
- You got it?
- [Fahmi] I'll meet
you on the other side.
(birds chirping)
- Hey, what's good?
(cereal pouring)
- [Fahmi] Hey, you hungry?
- No nigga, you eat hella slow.
- Can I chew, nigga?
Fuck.
I was watching this video of
this old ass nigga, right?
He said the only way
he stayed healthy
was by chewing his food right.
Outlived all his homies.
Pay attention to
the way you eat.
- Look what you're eating.
- Nigga, it's a struggle meal.
Don't act like you don't
eat this shit, too.
I just pray you get
that shit figured out.
- You don't pray.
- Nigga, everybody prays.
You pray.
What you think
your jump shot is?
- What you pray about?
- It used to be
for like dumb shit.
Hoop shoes, a female.
That type of shit.
But I'm starting to pray for
my little sister, though,
and that she's safe.
And that I don't gotta move.
And that your dumbass
learns how to chew,
so I'm not no old
ass nigga by myself.
What about you?
- I don't know.
I see my mom pray
all the time, though.
She's hella into it.
I just, I don't know
what she be saying.
- I mean if I'm praying,
I don't want nobody
hearing what I'm saying.
It's for you, not nobody else.
It's not selfish, but you know.
I don't know nothing about God.
- Ain't that the
same for everybody?
- That's up to you.
You do what you want.
- Bro, hurry up. Come on.
- Get your shit, scrub.
(suitcase thudding)
Hey, we finna hoop?
- Bro, can we go?
- [Fahmi] Bro, I'm
talking about after.
I'm seeing if I
should bring my shit.
- No, nigga. You always
do this shit, bro.
We don't have time.
- You're lucky I'm
even doing this shit.
Don't even try to get mad.
- Alright, then don't.
(birds chirping)
- Hold up.
Hold up.
- What, nigga?
- Let me put these in here.
- Bro, no. This shit's
already heavy enough.
- Bro, they're finna
melt in my pocket.
You're acting like three
granola bars are finna kill you.
- Why don't you try
holding it then?
- You're fucking weak, shut up.
(birds chirping)
Damn, nigga, who the
fuck they got in here?
- What, you don't know
how much your mama weigh?
- Excuse me?
Ha ha.
(suitcase thuds)
- [Officer] Stop, stop. Hold up.
What are you guys doing?
- We're walking.
- I can see you're walking.
You guys coming from this house?
Are you coming from
this building over here?
- What did we do?
- You're not telling
us what we did.
- [Officer] I don't
have to tell you shit.
Put your hands on the
car for me. Both of you.
- [Fahmi] For what? Hold on.
You didn't tell us what we did.
- [Officer] No, no
"Holdin on" to shit.
Put your hands on the car.
- No, no, no.
What did we do?
- [Officer] I'm not
gonna ask you again.
- For what?
You're not gonna
tell me what I did?
- I'm not gonna fucking
keep telling you this.
- Bro.
- [Officer] Put your
hands on the car.
I'm gonna pat you down
for your safety and mine.
Do you understand that?
- Why?
- [Officer] Do you
have anything on you
that's gonna hurt me?
Anything gonna stick me? Do
you have any dope on you?
Anything I need to know about?
- No.
No, you know I don't.
- No, I don't know.
Nothin'?
Nothin' on either of you?
Put your
fucking hands on the car.
I've told you twice.
All right, Kid 'n Play.
Anybody got some ID here?
- [Robel] No.
- Keep your hands on
the car for a minute.
2102 radio.
(dispatch answers indistinctly)
Hold me out at 26 and Alder.
- Just tell him.
- Tell him what, nigga?
We didn't do-
- [Robel] Bro, just tell
him it's your house.
- Bro, stop being
fucking scared.
We didn't even do anything.
- Bro, he's a fucking cop-
- You're not a criminal, dog.
We're walking in our
neighborhood, nigga.
- Bro, do you think you're
fuckin' finna win this shit?
- Nigga, yes.
I didn't do anything.
- He's a cop.
- No, don't tell him anything.
- He's finna check my shit.
You could just say it.
- Without a warrant?
Good, nigga.
Don't say anything.
Don't tell him shit.
Don't let this nigga
step on you like that.
If you didn't do anything
wrong, we'll be fine.
Don't say shit.
- [Officer] All
right, tough guys.
What's the fucking deal
with this suitcase?
Okay, how about
some fuckin' names?
- Robel.
- What'd you say?
- [Robel] It's my name. Robel.
- Robel?
- R-O-B-E-L.
- [Officer] These fuckin' names.
What's your last name?
- [Robel] Haile. H-A-I-L-E.
- [Officer] You got
a date of birth?
- [Robel] April 6, 2003.
- Fantastic.
Do me a favor, go have a
seat on the curb and go slow.
Move, on your hands.
- God, bro.
- [Officer] Slow.
And you.
I got people say you broke
into multiple houses
around here today.
- [Fahmi] What the fuck
are you talking about?
- [Officer] What do
you mean what the fuck
am I talking about?
I'm talking about you
breaking into shit.
- [Fahmi] I didn't break
into anyone's house.
- [Officer] Yeah, well
that's yet to be seen because-
- [Fahmi] Did you see me do it?
- [Officer] It doesn't
matter what I saw.
- [Fahmi] I didn't break into-
- [Officer] You won't give
any goddamn information.
You're about to make
this a lot more serious
than it needs to be.
You ready to go to fuckin'
jail? Is that what you want?
- [Fahmi] I didn't do anything.
- [Officer] You guys
live around here?
- [Fahmi] I don't
have nothing to say.
- [Officer] Where do you live?
Where the fuck do you live?
(soft dramatic music)
(soft dramatic music continues)
Where do you fuckin' live?
(soft dramatic music continues)
I'm not gonna ask you again.
(soft dramatic music continues)
- [Fahmi] What did we do?
(soft dramatic music continues)
- [Fahmi] I'm in
my neighborhood.
[Officer] I run
this neighborhood.
I own this fuckin' street.
(soft dramatic music continues)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(sirens blaring in the distance)
Put your fuckin'
hands on the car.
- Bro, come on.
What are you doing?
- [Officer] You got
anything to say now?
- [Fahmi] I didn't break
into anyone's houses.
- [Officer] Give up your
name or you're going to jail.
- [Fahmi] Fahmi.
- [Officer] Spell it.
- F-A-H-M-I.
- [Officer] Last name.
- [Fahmi] T-A-D-E-S-S-E.
- [Officer] There you go.
Date of birth?
- [Fahmi] January 3rd, 2003.
- [Officer] All right,
keep on hold of that hood.
2102 radio, warrants check.
- [Dispatch] Go
ahead, Unit 2102.
- Black male, last name Tadesse.
Tom, Adam, David,
Edward, Sam, Sam, Edward.
First name Fahmi. Frank,
Adam, Henry, Mary, Ida.
DOB 1-3-03.
- [Dispatch] Copy.
Standby, Unit 2102.
- [Officer] Wait a minute.
You Biniam's brother?
Yeah, I thought you
looked familiar.
Have a fuckin' seat.
On your hands.
Radio, you can code four
any other units
coming to my location.
Subject actually
lives right here.
- [Dispatch] 2102.
Your 28 check comes
back 28-B, Baker.
No wants or warrants
at this time.
- [Officer] 2102, I copy that.
Guys, this shit doesn't
have to be like this.
When the police ask
you a fuckin' question,
you answer the question.
Just say that's your house.
And get that fuckin'
suitcase out of the street
before it causes an accident.
Take care and be safe.
(car door closes)
(car starts up)
(car engine rumbling)
- [Robel] Bitch, bro.
You good?
- I fuckin' live here, bro.
(suitcase wheels rattling)
- Come on.
(car starts up)
Hey!
Hey!
Hey, hold up!
Hey, bro. Where you goin'?
- Man, where the fuck
you niggas been at bro?
- We got locked out.
- Yo, I ain't got time
for this shit, man.
- Bro, I know you see his shit!
- Goddamn, that's
crucial. (laughs)
- [Fahmi] Nigga, it's not funny.
- [Robel] Bro, you
know where she stay?
- Who?
- Michael's mom.
I gotta get that to her.
- Damn, bro. I don't
know about that.
We don't got time, man.
- You got her address?
- Nigga, I don't
know her address.
I just know how to get there.
- All right, nigga, could
you call her or something?
- Fuck no. She don't like me.
I'm only over there droppin'
Mike off, drunk as fuck.
I'll just hit him up, bro.
You niggas burning time now.
- [Robel] Alright,
I'm finna grab my shit.
Enough to fly or you
only showin' you die
Enough to grind, to pull
him out of the slime
And you provide a leader
that help 'em shine
Give life but you
also giving your time
Spread love and show
that shit when they live
West up, the highest
is still my life
Yes, sir, Southend's
my entire vibe
Chest up, Southend's
my entire pride
If you don't change
- That luggage y'all got
really got me tripping, bro.
When I was like
14, 15 years old,
me and the homies used
to go hoop, right?
And after we're done, we
would just hop on our bikes
and shit, get some air.
This one time I was
chillin' with your brother
and I see this fuckin' lady
coming up from Chinatown
carrying this big ass
motherfuckin' luggage, right?
But she's pregnant.
I'm like, bro, I'm gonna do
my good deed for
the day, you know?
So I get off my bike, I
walk up to her, I'm like,
"Excuse me ma'am,
you need some help?"
And she's like, "Oh my god
sweetheart, that'd be amazing.
I'd love it if you helped me.
Thank you so much.
You're so sweet."
I'm like, "Yeah, I'll take
that, I'll take that," you know?
So she dropped the luggage
and she started walking off.
And so I go to
pick that shit up.
Nigga, mind you, I'm
skinny as fuck, right?
I go to pick that
shit up, nigga,
my shoulder damn near pop off.
Bro, it's that heavy, right?
But that made me
extra like, okay,
I gotta help her, you feel me?
So I start dragging that shit.
This shit got no wheels.
It's just fuckin' leather
on concrete, my nigga.
Just hella ugly bro, you know?
And so she starts smashing off.
I'm dragging that shit.
I'm like, "Ma'am, how
far are we going?"
'Cause she might take my
ass to downtown, you know?
She's like, "Oh,
don't worry about it.
We're just going right
here around the corner."
I'm like, "Alright, cool."
She bend the corner and I'm
like five feet behind her
and when I get there, I
see one of the older homies
posted right there in all black.
I'm like, okay this is sketch.
So I put the luggage
in between them
and I go, you know,
stand in my little corner
'cause I'm trying to see
what the fuck is going on.
This bitch gonna get
on her knees, nigga,
open up the luggage, nigga,
and hella shit just
come out, nigga.
I damn near seen a spoon,
nigga, on my mama, bro. (laughs)
So I'm like, "What
the fuck," right?
And so she start
rummaging through that shit.
Tell me why this bitch gonna
pull out a fuckin' glock.
She cocked that shit back,
bro, and hand that shit to him.
This is my second time
ever seeing a gun,
so I'm like, "What the fuck?"
And this nigga gonna
fuckin' sprinkle some crack
in her hand, my nigga,
and I'm like, "Whoa, bro.
This nigga just hit a jug."
And I'm just shocked, like man,
she's fuckin' pregnant, bro.
Like this is crazy, bro.
So I'm like, man, I feel
bad for helping her.
This nigga smashes off,
she's just putting hella
shit back in her luggage
and she's looking
at me, she's like,
"Honey, you think you
could do me another favor?"
I'm like, "Oh hell no."
She go, "You think you can
help me take this back?"
Like bitch.
(all laughing)
Bitch. (laughs)
Fuck no, right?
Like hell no, you got
me fucked up bitch.
You pregnant,
fuckin' crack baby.
Come on, man, I'm good.
So I start smashing off. I'm
like fuck this shit, right?
Not even like a week
after that shit,
I was with Biniam, man.
I see this fuckin'
lady, nigga, in the cut,
like in some bushes just
fuckin' laid out, though.
Her stomach was
flat as fuck, bro.
And she's staying still.
She's not moving at all, and
I'm just like, "What the fuck?"
So Biniam get a stick, bro,
and he's like poking
at her, you know?
And she's not moving.
And I'm just like damn, bro.
Like, nigga she's dead.
Like, gone, you know what I'm
sayin'? Like just gone, bro.
That shit was fucked up.
(soft dramatic music)
- [Robel] Y'all ever see
when a person becomes a body?
- I done seen that
shit too, bro.
- [Robel] Yeah.
(cars whooshing)
(cars honking)
- Hell no. I'm not
gonna sit in this, bro.
Fuck that.
- Bro, you said
you would take us.
- Bro, look at all
this fuckin' traffic.
I can't get through this.
- Come on, bro.
I gotta get somewhere.
- Nigga, I gotta get
somewhere too, bro.
I'm taking you niggas
home, bro. Fuck all that.
- [Fahmi] Bro, stay on.
- Stay on.
- What the fuck
are you doing man?
- Hey, bro, chill out.
- [Selay] You fuckin'
buggin' touching
the fucking wheel, bro.
I should slap the
shit out of you nigga.
- Nigga, it'll clear.
Chill the fuck out.
- Shut the fuck up, man.
Man, you fuckin' buggin'
like a motherfucker.
- You're a fuckin'
weirdo, nigga.
- [Robel] Bro, relax.
He didn't mean it, dog.
- [Selay] Fuck me?
Nigga fuck you. Fuck
both of you niggas.
Fuck this whole shit, bro.
You got me fucked up, nigga.
- [Fahmi] Nigga
done picked us up
just to drop us off.
- Shut the fuck up, man.
- I swear.
Don't even know why I came
with your ass anyways.
- Come on, bro, it's important.
I gotta go, please.
- I gotta go, too, nigga.
(car engine revving)
Hey, y'all can get the
fuck out right here-
- [Fahmi] Bro, you're not
finna leave us here, right?
- [Selay] I gotta go, man.
Get the fuck out, nigga.
I'm not playing with you.
- You don't even fuck
with me. You're a weirdo.
- [Selay] Shut the fuck up, cuz.
- Who the fuck are you talking
to, you fucking square?
- [Selay] I'll beat
your ass little nigga.
- You said what?
- Fuck you.
- Shut the fuck up.
- [Robel] Thank you, bro.
- Don't fuckin'
thank this nigga.
Only took us like
20 fuckin' feet.
- [Selay] Fuck you, boy.
- Aye, wait!
- Aye!
- Let me get my shit.
- What the fuck you in
a rush for? Calm down.
Let him get his shit.
- I don't give a shit.
Punk ass nigga.
You lucky you my family,
boy, I'll whoop your ass.
- You won't do shit.
- Punk ass nigga.
- [Fahmi] Come on, let's go.
- [Selay] I got
shit to do, bitches-
- [Fahmi] Fuckin'
bitch, nigga. Shut up.
- Bitch who, nigga?
- Aye, you're good,
you're good, you're good.
- [Selay] Suck ass
nigga, fuck you, boy.
(car accelerating)
- Bro, what the fuck
is your problem?
- What the fuck? Don't put
this shit on me, nigga.
It's all on you. Losing your
fuckin' shit all the time.
- Nigga, then what
are we supposed to do?
- What am I the scheme master?
Come up with shit.
Who the fuck keeps calling me?
Dog, this blocked number
is blowing my shit up.
- This might be...
Hello?
- [Caller] Hey yo, are
you looking for a phone?
Black with a gold
case from the bus?
- Yeah, that's mine.
- Who is that?
- [Caller] Shit, I still
got it if you want it.
Hello?
- Yeah I do.
- [Caller] Hey, if you meet
me today, I'll do 200 for it.
- Could I just get my shit back?
- [Caller] Bro, I could
post this shit online
and get at least three for it.
If it's important to
you, you can come get it.
So you want it back or what?
- Man fuck that nigga, bro.
- Of course I want
it. Shit's my phone.
- [Caller] All right. I'ma
send you a spot where to meet.
Be there at six.
- All right.
Bitch, bro.
So what's up, you got 200 bucks?
(Fahmi laughs)
- Nigga, what am I? An ATM?
I'm broker than your broke ass.
What you got in there?
- [Robel] The fuck you expect
me to pay him with? Benadryl?
- Oh, so that's all
that's in there, huh?
So you been walking around town
with just straight
Benadryl in your suitcase?
What?
He's trying to meet us
hella far. What the fuck?
- Let me see.
- What's up?
- I'm gonna see if my
uncle's working, bro.
He could probably
meet us up somewhere.
Hello?
Uncle, it's Fahmi.
(train tracks rattling)
(cars honking)
Hey.
Would you rather know when
you're finna die or how?
- I don't know. Neither.
- Bro, choose.
- Nigga, you choose.
I don't know.
- Let's say you know you're
finna die in a month.
Shit, I'm living it up
for that whole month.
But if you know how, like
if you know you're finna die
in a car accident, bro,
you're just never gonna
get into another car.
- But if that's how you're
finna die, nigga, you got to.
- Nigga, you're gonna be
paranoid as fuck, though.
- [Robel] But it's
finna happen regardless.
- I'm just sayin', bro.
I'ma go with one.
'Cause if I know I'm finna
die in a month, whew,
man, I'm going crazy, nigga.
I'm living it up.
I'm gonna be doing everything
I've never done before.
- [Robel] So why don't
you do that right now?
Shit, you never know
when you're finna die.
- All right, professor.
(Robel chuckles)
All right look, would you
rather eat a spoonful of shit
or drink a gallon of piss?
- You're fuckin' sick, bro.
- Come on, be serious.
Answer the question.
I'm asking you.
- I'd rather drink two gallons
of piss rather than shit.
- You know how big a gallon is?
- Bro, you're eating shit.
- Bro, it's not a
bottle, my nigga.
A gallon is like this big.
- [Robel] Piss probably
tastes like water.
- Bro, the spoon
is like this big.
- Bro, it's shit.
- It's not a bottle.
You know it's a gallon, right?
- You're fucking sick,
bro. I swear to God.
- You're telling me you'd
drink a whole gallon of piss?
- What don't you get?
- Can you finish
a gallon of milk?
- [Robel] Rather that than-
- You're fucking
kidding me, right?
- Bro, you're eating shit.
- You're kidding me, right?
- [Robel] You're fucking gross.
- What is wrong with you?
A gallon of-
- Bro, it's shit.
- It's not a bottle of piss,
it's a fucking gallon.
- Ah, yeah, aye,
don't ask me for my
gallon when you're trying
to wash your stanky ass mouth.
- You're fuckin' gross.
A gallon of piss? Are
you fucking kidding me?
(siren wailing in the distance)
(siren wailing in the distance)
(people chattering)
(zipper unzips)
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(zipper zips)
(bus bell dings)
- [Announcer] Now
entering Rainier Beach.
- [Fahmi] Aye.
We're the next stop.
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(people chattering)
(metallic thudding)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(car accelerating)
- He's not here.
- Yo, I gotta take a piss, bro.
- All right, nigga,
leave it. I got you.
- [Robel] It's good.
- Bro.
- Bro, I said it's
good. Watch out.
- What's up with it.
- Can I use the bathroom?
- Our restroom's for
customers. You a customer?
- [Robel] Yeah,
I'll buy something.
Can I just use it, please?
(employee sucks teeth)
- All right, go ahead, man.
(soft upbeat music)
(beads rustling)
(cars whooshing)
- Fuck...
He's not here.
(suitcase thuds)
(Robel sighs)
(soft upbeat music)
(soft upbeat music continues)
(soft upbeat music continues)
- Fuck.
(suitcase thuds)
(Robel mumbling indistinctly)
(Robel sighs)
(zipper zips)
(suitcase thuds)
All right, now watch the shit.
- Where you going?
- I left something at the train.
- [Fahmi] What?
- Nigga, I left some
at the train, bro.
It's important-
- [Fahmi] Bro, you're going the
wrong. The train's this way.
- Bro, nigga, watch it. Damn.
- [Fahmi] Hey.
Hey!
Hey!
- Bro, what?
- [Fahmi] Was it this?
- Bro, what the fuck you
got this shit for, nigga?
- You were lights out.
I didn't want nobody
taking that shit.
Man, I fuckin' dare
you to count that shit.
- Watch out, man.
Don't touch my shit.
- What the fuck are you mad for?
I'm out here for you.
Bro, why do you always act
like this, nigga? Talk.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Aye!
- You know what the fuck
this shit is, nigga?
- Yes I do.
What the fuck do you think
I'm out here for then?
Bro, calm down.
- Yo, watch out, bro.
- Bro, calm down.
- No, move, bro.
What the fuck did I say?
- Bro, calm down.
Bro, you're gonna have to
fucking talk at some point.
Bro, calm down, bro.
- What the fuck is
wrong with you, nigga?
- Bro, calm the fuck down.
- Calm the fuck-
- [Fahmi] Bro, calm...
- What the fuck?
- Chill out!
- [Robel] What the fuck you on?
Nigga, you got me fucked up.
- Bro calm, calm down, nigga.
- [Robel] What's up?
You got me fucked up, nigga.
(Robel mumbling indistinctly)
- [Fahmi] I get it!
- Fuck off me, nigga.
- I get it.
- [Robel] Get the
fuck off me, nigga.
- [Fahmi] Calm the
fuck down, I get it.
- Fuck off me, nigga!
- I get it.
I get it.
- [Robel] Bro, I
can't fuck this up.
- I get it.
I miss Biniam hella bad.
Man, that shit still fucks
with me. And that's my brother.
You're my brother.
I get it.
(cars whooshing)
(Robel exhales)
(leaves rustling)
To be real with you,
I took like $200.
(Fahmi laughs)
(cars whooshing)
- What time is it?
(Robel sucks teeth)
(cars whooshing)
(upbeat music)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- Hey.
How you doin', man?
- I'm good.
- It's open.
- Yo, where you going?
- I gotta get a coffee.
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(car door closes)
(trunk closes)
- Where he say he was going?
- Get some coffee.
- [Robel] Bro, you know
how long this nigga takes.
- It's been like 20
seconds. Calm down.
He has to come back to his
cab. It's his work car.
Chill out, bro.
(cars whooshing)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- He's here.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(lighter clicks)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Fahmi] Can we go?
- Hey, you guys good?
- We're in a rush.
- [Yonas] Don't
worry, man. It's okay.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- Be professional.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- Hey, uncle, so what
about the Clippers?
- Clippers? What about them?
- [Robel] Yeah.
- Oh. (laughs)
You guys understand all that?
- A little bit.
- [Yonas] What about
you? You speak, too?
- [Robel] Nah, I
only understand it.
- You gotta speak it, man.
It's a good language.
It's your language.
You know, the Clippers,
they used to be good,
but no more CP3. (laughs)
Maybe they smash
too much too, huh?
(all laughing)
(Fahmi and Yonas speak
in Tigrinya)
(Fahmi and Robel laughing)
(cell phone rings)
- Hello?
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- Huh?
- I gotta make a quick stop-
- No, no, no, please,
please, uncle. Please.
- Don't worry.
It's a quick stop.
- I know how you are.
You take forever.
- [Yonas] No, it's okay.
- What?
- Don't worry.
Don't worry, man.
It's a quick stop.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music continues)
- What are we doing here?
Can we go? Please.
- Come on.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Fahmi] What the fuck is this?
- Hey.
(hitting car hood)
Come on.
- Come on, dog.
- Bro, what's good?
(mouth refresher sprays)
(footsteps thudding)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas and Asli speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] Good.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- She's good.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- No, it's fine.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
(bag crinkling)
(Asli and Yonas speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Yonas] Amen.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- No, it's okay.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- We have somewhere to be.
(Asli speaking in Tigrinya)
- No, it's fine.
- No, we're okay.
(Asli and Yonas speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Asli and Yonas speaking
in Tigrinya)
(Asli laughs)
- Ciao.
- Ciao.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(door closes)
(car starts up)
- You got an address?
- You got it.
- It's right here.
(lighter clicks)
- Why you going all
the way up there, man?
- It's on your way, right?
- Yeah, it's on the way.
- We're just meeting somebody.
- Secrets, huh?
You got a girl or something?
- Nah.
- But can we go, please?
- Come on, man.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(car engine buzzing)
(car engine rumbling)
- He's cute, huh, man?
- Is he your son?
- Mm-hm.
- [Robel] And your wife?
- She's too old for you, man.
(Robel and Yonas laughing)
I'll tell you something, man.
It's okay I speak Tigrinya?
What do you mean hm?
It's your language.
- Yeah, go ahead.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- At least five.
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- Christian, Muslim, Lakers,
Clippers, whatever. (chuckles)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
(soft music)
- [Yonas] So, what do you know?
- [Robel] About what?
- Anything. What do you know?
- I know you talk a lot.
(Yonas laughs)
- Well, man, at least you know
something that's true, huh?
(Yonas laughs)
(soft music continues)
(soft music continues)
What is this man? You
know where you're going?
- [Fahmi] We're good.
We're right here.
- All right, be safe,
man. I'm serious.
- I got you.
- You, too.
- Yeah.
Oh, can you pop the trunk?
- Yeah, it's open.
(car door closes)
(Robel grunts)
(Yonas speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Fahmi] What?
What's up?
What?
- You see how nice I am?
- [Fahmi] Thanks.
- [Yonas] Be safe, man.
- Thank you.
- All right.
(car engine rumbling)
(birds chirping)
- [Robel] Hey, what time is it?
- I don't know,
bro. My phone died.
- Bro, what the hell you
letting your shit die, for?
You know we need it.
- Can you relax, please?
He's finna be here, bro.
Trust me. A guy like that,
he's out to get your money.
(car engine rumbling)
- Hey, come on.
Come on.
- [Fahmi] See nigga, I told you.
- Excuse me. Hi.
That's good.
You're close enough.
Do you know someone here?
- Huh?
- [Driver] Do you know
anyone that lives here?
- We're just waiting
for somebody.
- Who? I know my neighbors.
- Sorry, ma'am.
We're just waiting for
somebody to come, that's it.
- I understand that.
I just wanna know who.
So you don't know anybody?
- What are you talk, we're
just waiting for somebody.
- Mm-hm, yeah, well,
you're just gonna
have to wait somewhere else
'cause this is private property.
- We're just waiting
for somebody.
Like, what are
you talking about?
- You know what, actually,
they had a package
stolen twice this week.
- [Fahmi] Okay?
- [Robel] What does
that have to do with us?
- I could just call the police.
- Stop taking our picture.
- It's okay,
we didn't do anything.
- Stop.
- No, it's actually,
it's not okay.
- What did we do?
- All right?
No.
It doesn't matter. Well,
I can tell what you did.
- Bro.
- I saw enough.
- I'm really sick of this.
- What's your problem?
Can you tell us what we did?
- [Fahmi] Bro, come
on, nigga, let's go.
- [Robel] No, watch
out, we didn't-
- Robel, it's them.
- [Driver] Hey, excuse
me, hey. Come back here.
Hey!
- What the fuck he
got us out here for?
- What up?
- Hey bro, you know her?
- Nah, I don't know her.
Why the fuck would I?
- Man, she's tripping, bro.
Hey, you guys, make
this shit quick.
She's finna call the cops.
Come on.
- You got the money?
- I got it. Let me
just see my phone.
- Bro, I got it.
It's right here, man.
Don't worry.
- Bro, could I just
get my shit back?
- Man, see, man.
I knew you guys were
gonna do some shit.
- Dog, come on.
I need that shit.
- Can we hurry up? We gotta go.
- [Robel] I need that
shit. It's important.
- Man, I'm just gonna
post this shit online.
- Nigga, chill out.
- No, come on.
All right, I got it. Damn.
- We need to go. Come on, Robel.
Come on bro.
- Dog, hold up.
- She's calling
the cops, let's go.
- What's your boy,
doing? Countin' ones?
- Here.
- Here-
- Go, go, go, go!
- Oh, shit.
- What the fuck?
(hit thuds)
- [Robel] Oh, shit.
- [Fahmi] Come on, come on!
Go, nigga.
(Robel and Fahmi panting)
- [Robel] Come on, come on.
- Come on, nigga.
- Come on, come on.
(footsteps thudding)
(Robel and Fahmi panting)
- [Robel] Oh, shit.
Fuck.
(Robel panting)
(gate rattles)
(dog barking)
(brakes squeal)
- Aye! Aye bro, come on!
- [Fahmi] Oh, shit.
- [Robel] This way.
Come on, come on.
(brakes squeal)
Bro, come on!
Bro, come on!
Come on!
(Fahmi panting)
- Robel!
Robel.
Come on-
- Bro, what are you doing?
- [Fahmi] In here, bro, come on.
(Robel panting)
(people chattering)
- [Receptionist] Hi.
Excuse me.
- Is this open for the public?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we seen the sign
like right outside.
- [Receptionist] Yeah, I
just need you to sign in.
- All right, right here?
- Do you wanna look around or?
- Is that okay?
- Yeah, totally.
Here. Actually
this pen's better.
Your name and time
in, which is 6:48.
If we can get you
to sign in, too.
- [Robel] All right.
(people chattering)
- Have you guys been to
an estate sale before or?
- Yeah.
- No.
Well, I mean, yeah, once.
- Cool. Well just look around.
If you guys have any questions,
find one of us with a name tag.
Yeah, we can help you out.
- All right, thank you.
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Yep.
(floorboards creaking)
(people chattering)
(record crackling)
(soft orchestral music)
(soft orchestral
music continues)
(people chattering)
(floorboards creaking)
(silverware clattering)
(people chattering)
(soft orchestral music)
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music continues)
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music continues)
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music continues)
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music continues)
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music continues)
(soft orchestral
music continues)
- [Speaker 1] The clock.
It's cute.
What do you think
of the painting?
- I like the painting.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- It's for sale?
- [Worker 2] Yeah.
Really good price.
- Wow.
- Good colors.
Yeah.
- [Speaker 1] Yeah, the blues
mixed in with the earth tone.
- I can see that one.
- Yeah.
- [Speaker 2] Yeah.
- [Speaker 1] Ooh,
I like this chair.
- Oh yeah.
- What do you think?
Yeah, we've been thinking
about getting a rocker
or something like that for...
(people chattering)
(soft orchestral
music continues)
- [Speaker 2] What are the
houses like down there?
- [Speaker 1] Oh, you
could fix a house,
but the whole area's
up and coming.
I told him he's gotta get
in on the ground floor.
- [Speaker 2] Yeah, that's a
great neighborhood to buy in.
- [Speaker 1] Yeah, with
the light rail right there.
He says they're carrying
the mortgage on the rental,
but you know the tenants
are making the payments.
I don't get it.
- [Speaker 2] I think
I like this one.
- [Speaker 1] Oh yeah,
it's cute, isn't it?
- It's a fish.
- Oh.
- Or a turtle.
- Yeah.
- I think it'd look good on you.
- That's really
pretty. Oh, you think?
Lemme try.
Eh, it's a little big.
Yeah.
(cell phone buzzing)
I just hope they can make
a decision for their future
and just, you know,
let that be something
they can be proud of, you know?
- [Speaker 2] This is
the time to do it, right?
- [Speaker 1] Yeah,
yeah. Totally.
Yeah.
- Maybe they'll come around.
- [Speaker 1] I hope so.
- [Speaker 2] Yeah.
- He doesn't usually
listen to mom. (laughs)
Yeah.
- Hey, come on.
- Hold on, bro. I'm
trying to buy some spoons.
- Bro, I'm not playing with you.
(people chattering)
(birds chirping)
(Robel sighs)
(dog barking)
(dog barking)
(soft music)
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(soft music continues)
(cars whooshing)
(soft music continues)
- I don't know if
this is a prayer.
I just wish everything
would slow down.
Stand still or something...
So I can know where
I'm supposed to be.
(soft music continues)
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(bus engine rumbling)
(bus bell dings)
- You good?
All right, bro,
I'ma hit you later.
(bus engine buzzing)
(brakes squeal)
(door whooshes)
(door whooshes)
(brakes hissing)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus whooshing)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(suitcase wheels rattling)
(knocking on door)
(Robel exhales)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] I caught
the wrong bus.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] I'm sorry.
- Okay.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- No, it's fine.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- It's okay.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- No, I'm fine.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend and Shiwanesh
speaking in Tigrinya)
- Hi, Robel.
- Hi.
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] She's good.
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
- That's all right.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- I'm not hungry. It's fine.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] It's okay.
I'm not hungry.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- Here, I have this, too.
My mom told me to
give this to you.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
- [Robel] Money.
- Money?
- 500.
- Wow.
(Shiwanesh speaks in Tigrinya)
- Money.
(Shiwanesh speaks in Tigrinya)
- How much is this?
- 500.
- 500?
Hold on.
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(Shiwanesh speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend and Shiwanesh
speaking in Tigrinya)
(friends and Shiwanesh
speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
(friend speaking in Tigrinya)
- I think you're gonna like it.
(footsteps thudding)
(people chattering)
(bus idling)
(brakes hissing)
(bus engine rumbling)
(bus engine rumbling)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(plane whooshing overhead)
(rain pattering)
- Shit.
Aboy.
Aboy, you okay?
Aboy.
It's me, Robel.
You okay?
Why are you not inside?
Where's mom? It's me, Robel.
(Aboy speaking in Tigrinya)
- Come on, I know where home is.
It's okay. It's me.
Let's go inside. I
know where it is.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
- I know where home
is. Come on, come.
It's me. It's me, come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
(rain pattering)
It's Robel. Robel.
It's me.
Come on, let's go.
(rain pattering)
Baba, are you okay in there?
(knocking on door)
You done?
Here, let me see you.
Ooh-hoo-hoo. Come
out, let me see.
Here, let me fix it.
You look good.
(Aboy speaking in Tigrinya)
- Look, you dress
better than me.
(Aboy speaks in Tigrinya)
- Come on, let's go.
(rain pattering)
(television blaring)
(television blaring)
(television blaring)
(washer door thuds)
(phone keys clicking)
(phone line trilling)
- [Fayven] Robel?
- What's up?
- [Fayven] Where you at?
Mom's looking for you.
Why you not answering?
Hello?
- Did you know we we're moving?
When?
- [Fayven] What?
- When are we moving?
(Fayven sighs)
- [Fayven] I'm staying
here to keep this job.
Listen, I gotta go. Let's
just talk about it tomorrow.
Hello?
Hello?
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(car engine rumbling)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(door opens)
(light clicks)
(bag crinkling)
(light clicks)
(bag thuds)
(door closes)
(footsteps thudding)
(sink water running)
(knife chopping)
(Amuna speaks in Tigrinya)
(rain pattering)
- Mom.
(knife chopping)
Mom.
(knife chopping)
Hey, mom.
(knife thuds)
(Amuna sniffles)
(Amuna sobbing)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(knife chopping)
It's right there.
(rain pattering)
(knife thuds)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
(thunder rumbling
in the distance)
(rain pattering)
(rain pattering)
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