Grown-ish (2018) s04e11 Episode Script

Look, what happened between us, was a one-time thing.
We never, ever, ever speak about this again.
I love secrets.
Throughout life, there are certain moments that can take you by surprise, knock you off your axis, and redirect your path.
And the catalyst for these changes can be any number of situations, like a relationship, an experience, or an encounter.
But for Ana Torres, her catalyst would be something a little more unexpected a '96 Buick Regal.
I'm telling you, it's exactly how they say in the movies.
Like, in that moment of impact, my entire life flashed before my eyes.
But no, honestly, like, I-I do.
I feel so lucky that I was able to walk away from this with just a few scrapes and bruises.
Wow.
You Vivek? Okay, I think what Jazz meant to say is that she's so glad you're okay.
No, no, no, I meant exactly what I said.
You promised never to mention our night to anyone.
You even said you love secrets! I do, okay? I was totally vague, but they somehow put it together.
You sent Ana the flowers? You were inside of her? I can't talk about it.
Night, y'all.
We had sex after Doug and Luca's party, and it was amazing and hot and not fast at all.
Okay, let's put the Vivek thing aside for a second, okay? Did you did you see the guy who hit you? I got a quick glimpse of his face before he drove off like a maniac.
- I mean, what a despicable human.
- Mm.
To hit someone and then leave the scene.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
I mean, guys, for all he knows, Ana could be dead.
Yeah, exactly.
Geez, what an awful night.
Seriously, just all around.
I mean, did I even mention that Aaron basically did a hit-and-run on my heart? Really? Come on, come over.
Yes? - What? - Yeah, this is her.
I am trying to make Ana feel better by showing her that she's not alone in her trauma.
- Do you want to know how to do that, sweetie? - How? By telling her she's not alone in her trauma.
Is, um Is everything okay? Yeah, that was the police.
Um, they already have a suspect.
And they asked if I could come down to the station tomorrow to see if I could ID him.
- Wow.
- Oh, my God.
That was so fast.
Unlike our sex, which was slow and methodical purpose-driven, even.
Eat shit.
You know what, Ana, I just want to let you know that you are not alone in your trauma, automotive or otherwise.
Thank you.
Because Aaron broke up with me.
I'm so sorry.
I just had to say it.
But now we can focus on you.
- How are you? - Take your girl.
Yeah.
Time's up.
Let's go.
Call us later.
Bye.
Feel better.
So yeah, basically he was a slave for 12 years, some horrible stuff went down.
Any questions? No? Okay.
I think I'm gonna call it, guys.
I know it's a little early but have a good night.
Okay.
Wow.
It's happening.
It's It's you.
I'm sorry.
Do we know each other? Oh, no, not yet.
I'm Renard, a freshman here at California University, and I've been waiting for this moment for the last 12 months of my life.
You're also wearing an orange jumpsuit.
Where are you coming from, buddy? Oh, no, no, no, I'm not dangerous! This is from your prison protest last year.
- Got it off eBay.
- That's a great cover-up story.
Listen, I'm gonna call campus security just to be safe.
You stay where you are.
Oh, no, no, just listen, just listen.
I've been following your career since I was in high school, and now that I'm here, I was hoping to get into your class because you inspire me.
- Um, so, uh - Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's in the bag? - Slow down, buddy.
- Oh, no.
I was wondering if you could sign this form to to let me in your class.
You get why I wouldn't want to sign this right now, though, right? Like, it's late.
You have the same bag as me.
My buttons are on your jacket.
It's just it's offputting.
I understand, but if I'm being real vulnerable, you're the whole reason why I came to Cal U.
I was hoping to learn something from you.
From me? You know that this is just an interdisciplinary studies class, right? So, you should just you should manage your expectations.
Okay.
Welcome to class, Renard.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Black man, Black man! Just keep it at a dab for now.
- Oh.
- There you go.
Man, you don't understand how much you're gonna change my life with this class, man.
Hoo-hoo! Am I? Oh, my God.
What happened? Well, I told your brother about our secret little hook-ups, and and he took it out on my face.
Mm.
I'm sorry.
You know my brother can be such a huge asshole.
- You okay? - He's fine.
I mean, me and Luca's friendship is probably over, but you know what? It is what it is, and you were right.
I mean, we're two grown-ass people who should be able to operate however we want.
Yeah, e-exactly.
And at least you're being honest.
Yeah, so how about you and I go out for a celebratory drink in public in front of Jesus and God and everybody? Yeah, yeah.
No, it's just, um, you know, I-I kind of have plans or whatever tonight.
- Plans or whatever? - Yeah.
What, you going on a date? I mean, if you consider two people getting dressed up to go eat some lobster overlooking the water a, uh a date, then Wait, hold on.
I'm I'm confused.
W-Weren't you the one trying to get me to tell your brother about us a couple of days ago? Yeah, and you were the one who said you weren't comfortable living out loud or messing up the trifecta between you, me, and my brother, so kind of just I guess I figured we were casual and I should keep my options open.
Oh, yeah, I get it.
No, all good.
Casual, cool.
You enjoy your crustacean and hit me later.
Your very detailed description of the driver and his vehicle was really helpful.
We wound up picking him up about an hour later running a red light.
Wow.
I'm so glad you caught him.
I want that asshole locked up.
Turns out not only was he driving uninsured, but he was also driving with a suspended license and undocumented.
Seriously? Undocumented? Yep, 17 years old, and this kid's already throwing his life away.
So, here is the suspect.
He's down the hall in a holding room.
Gonna have him stand against the wall, look left, look right.
You're gonna tell me if this is the guy or not.
Got it, okay.
Okay, stand straight up with your back to the wall.
Stare straight ahead into the camera.
So, is this your guy? Hey, wait, wait, wait, where are you going? Yeah, we have a million questions.
Uh, yeah, he was the guy who hit me.
Ana, they got him? Dude, that's great! No, because I told the police I needed more time to think about it.
So, you're not sure it was him? No, I was I was for sure sure.
Ana, that guy could've killed you.
He's a monster.
Mm-hmm.
Turns out he's an undocumented monster.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
So, if I positively ID this 17-year-old kid, who has no prior criminal record, for what he did to me, then, um he could be deported.
- Damn.
That poor kid.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, look, you you definitely did the right thing.
Hold on.
Isn't this the same person who you said deserves to be locked under the jail, but because he's undocumented, he's no longer a criminal and suddenly an angel who doesn't deserve punishment? Okay, no, of course not, but but fleeing after the accident I mean, it makes a little bit more sense now.
We know the risk that he would've faced if he'd been caught, and accidentally knocking someone off of a scooter doesn't mean he should be ripped from his family or kicked out of the country.
Yeah, but as complicated as his immigration status is, I'm struggling because he is still guilty of a hit-and-run.
Right, which certainly confuses me more.
Okay, look, Ana, your first instinct when you heard about this kid's background was to not identify him, and I think that that was the right decision.
That's the problem, Nomi.
There is no right decision here.
If I ID him, he could be deported.
If I don't, he gets away with a hit-and-run.
Either way, I'm put in a really tough position and the police are waiting for my answer.
No, mnh-mnh.
No, no, no.
Making it dark for video games is just sad, boys.
All right, talk to me.
Why are we in our feels? I got played by a freshman.
I got reality-slapped by a freshman.
- Okay, I'm gonna need more.
- Kiela, man.
I got punched in the face by Luca because I told him about us, and now she's out with other dudes.
Oh, so you're mad because you want to be with her.
No, I don't mind us being casual.
I just wasn't expecting her to be enjoying lobster by the seashore with other men so quickly.
You know, that's humiliating.
Damn.
Lobster by the sea sounds so good right now.
Oh, that lemony butter, just the right amount of chives.
Oh, that dude is definitely gonna hit.
And what's your woe? Uh, this little freshman kid came into my class, told me how much he admired me, how inspired he was by me.
He even had on my prison protest jumpsuit.
Oh, so you're like his hero, then.
I get it, yeah.
Oh, God, that must be terrible.
You're missing the point.
This kid wants to be the old me, activist Aaron, the motivator, the demigod on campus.
I even broke up with Zoey to try and become that again, you know? And all I've managed to do so far is, uh, be in my feelings about that and bore the hell out of my students.
You know what? You both need to go yourselves.
- Excuse me? - Dude! No, I don't know if you've noticed, but I've kind of been through the wringer this year drug bust, expulsion, paternal rejection so I'm sorry if your little non-problem problems seem like baby bullshit to me.
You you don't even want to be in a relationship.
So she wants to keep it casual? You both win.
She gets to have sex with little lobster guy, and you get to have sex with whomever you want.
You're living the dream.
Okay, I've had vision boards that are less aspirational.
He's not wrong.
- And you you're even more visionless than he is.
- Hey.
You're so worried about what you used to be, you can't even see what you could be.
All right, you want to inspire people again? Why don't you start with the captive freakin' audience you have three nights a week? You don't even have to organize an event.
They have to be there, so make them want to be there because you want to be there.
Be the teacher you wish you always had when you were an undergrad.
Mm.
When did you become so enlightened, man? - Vision boards and whatnot? - Hmm.
Mm, maybe it was when I fulfilled one of those visions on those boards when I copulated with a one Ms.
Ana Torres.
Pshh! That's funny.
- What? - Exactly.
Vision boards.
Get you some, fellas.
There's no way, right? - Ana? - No, it didn't happen.
With the clock still ticking for Ana to give the police an answer, her confusion became the catalyst that sent her searching for clarity in the most unlikely of places.
Hey.
Hey.
Can we talk? Uh Sure.
You're not the one that's deporting him, Ana.
You're just telling the truth.
Yeah, a truth that could get him deported.
Didn't you dress up as a border patrol agent for Halloween? Javi, this is not a Halloween costume.
This is someone's life.
Look, what if it happened to one of your loved ones? What if it was more than them just being hurt? I know.
But this kid is also someone's loved one, and that's what I can't stop thinking about.
You want to be a lawyer, right? - Yeah.
- Okay.
So, the evidence is all right there.
Yeah.
Yeah, I-I guess he could use a consequence or two.
Ana, you have always been somebody who trusted the system to do what it is supposed to do.
So your only responsibility now is to be honest.
Provide the cops with the facts, and then you let the system do its job.
You're right.
Yeah, you're right.
I'm sorry.
Did I hear that correctly? Oh, my gosh.
Uh-huh, did Ana Torres just tell me I am right? I did.
I'm so sorry about your face.
I mean, I still got a pretty nice face, don't I? Definitely.
And I'm happy to see it.
It's been a minute.
I know.
So we got to make up for lost time, huh? How about we start with another round of drinks first? I'll get it this time.
All right, here we go.
So, this one is to lost time.
To lost time.
Hey, welcome, welcome.
Come on in.
Thank you for finding your way to our new home in the west building.
Now, not only are we in a different location, but class is gonna be a little different from here on out, too, okay? After some recent reflection, I've kind of realized that I've been lecturing at you guys and not engaging with you, okay? So tonight and every class moving forward will be more of a salon-type vibe.
So we'll have some free-flowing exchange of ideas, but this one in particular will be centered around Blackness, an Afro-centric anthropological dig where we deconstruct the triggers in our culture and in our modern world, right? Do you mind free-flowing your tuchus right over to that chair just so I can have a little bit of breathing room? - Oh, yeah, yeah, no problem.
- Yeah, thank you.
- No problem.
Got it.
- So again, guys, no topic is off limits, uh, except Whiteness.
Um, but what are the goals here, guys? The goals are to challenge each other, to learn from each other, and to grow.
So, without further ado, everybody welcome to what shall be known henceforth as Cal U's Afro-Salon.
Sorry.
This is one of my residents.
One One sec.
Yeah.
It's a lot better than lobster, huh? Ah.
Shut up.
Hi.
I'm Ana Torres.
I'm here for Officer Taylor.
- Have a seat.
- Okay.
Hello.
Yeah, she's yeah, she's waiting for you now.
Ms.
Torres, sorry for the wait.
This'll be quick.
All you have to do now is make a positive ID, and that kid's in the system and you're on your way home.
You ready? Great language.
- Hey.
- Hey.
So, how did everything go at the police station? Well, uh, I told them they had the wrong guy.
Wow! I-I would've never guessed lying to the police - would be where you would have landed.
- Mm-hmm.
- But brava.
- Brava is right.
I mean, I admit that I'm shocked, but also very happy you took my advice.
Actually, it was Javi's advice that made me take your advice.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Javi? - Mm-hmm.
Conservative-ass Javi told you not to ID him? Oh, no, he told me to absolutely ID him, that I had every reason to and that I should let the system do its job.
- Right.
- Which, I'll be honest, I almost did.
But then, you know, I saw all these people of color being processed in and out of the system.
- Mm.
- And I thought about this young kid just getting caught up in this machine where he probably doesn't stand a chance, and it it scared the crap out of me.
Yeah.
Yeah, that makes sense.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Because I'm struggling.
I'm struggling to make sense of what that means about me and the system that I grew up believing in.
Well, it says that you can believe in a system and also believe that system needs improvement.
Yeah, and maybe one day you'll be in a position to do something about it.
Okay, calm down, antifa.
When life redirects your path or knocks you off your axis, the comfortable thing to do is remain the same person you've always been.
But when the catalyst for change is so powerful it alters who you are and what you believe, the courageous thing to do is embrace that moment and use it as an opportunity to grow.
Yeah? So, I know I messed up by telling everyone about our night of extraordinary sex.
But I wanted to give you this gift to apologize.
Oh, my gosh.
Thank you.
Yeah, I figured it might help protect that legal brain of yours the next time you get onto a scooter.
Or, you know, the next time we have tender yet incredibly athletic sex.
This is really sweet.
Now shut the door.
No, no.
I meant shut the door and please be on the other side of it.
Right.
Yeah.
Yeah.