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Gates, The (2026)

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Gates, The (2026)

Post by bunniefuu »

Hey!

Hey!

Drop your g*n!

Son,

we cannot talk

until you put your g*n down.

That's fine.

We don't need to talk.

Heard a rumor

you were back in town.

Who told you?

Don't worry about that.

Just get yourself ready.

Your boy

is taking you out tonight.

One drink, maybe two.

Uh...

I'm kind of tired,

but, um, maybe tomorrow,

if you're around, 'cause I...

You're kidding.

Yo.

How you been?

Julissa! Hey!

You're looking good.

Why don't you

come out with us tonight?

-Out?

-Does this look like

it was my idea?

Derek, I work at 6:00 a.m.

I'm waking you up early.

Mom needs you.

I'm not letting up

on your sis, dude.

That's wife.

Hey, did you get a new car?

Yeah, about that.

Yo, Kev.

You remember Derek.

Yeah, I do.

All right, man,

so where this party at, bro?

Party? Yo, you said two drinks.

Two drinks, at a party.

Tyon, bro, bro, just give me

the address, bro.

We gotta

get the f*ck up outta here.

-It's at Texas Northern.

-Texas Northern?

What, in Denton?

Bro, I told you,

I can't be out all night.

I'm not bringing my a*s

back here.

What's the problem

with coming back here?

- You're about to see

my problem right now.

- I told you.

- Just relax.

- Didn't I tell you?

- Put your hands

on the wheel and chill. Okay?

-All right. All right.

-Damn!

Evening.

What brings you guys out here?

Evening, Officer.

Just going home.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah.

What, you don't believe me?

Why can't that be my house?

Because that's

Jim Harris' house.

Son, do you want to start over,

or do I need to have you

step out of the car?

Officer Horton. Hi.

-Derek.

-These are my friends.

They were just picking me up.

Why did you lie to me?

Why did you pull me over?

Temporary operating permit.

Get that switched out.

Yeah, I work at a car

dealership, buddy.

These plates are legal.

-Hey, what the f*ck was that?

-What?

Bro, that ain't it.

You can't clap back at a cop.

Ty, get your boy, man.

Get your boy.

-Oh, my God! You know what?

-Come on, man.

Fine. How about this? I'm out.

-Yo, yo, wait! No, D! D!

-All right, bounce.

Hold up! Wait!

Yo! Yo, yo.

- Look.

- Hey.

Oh, is that your friend?

Yo. Yeah, that's my boy, Derek.

You're the Ivy League guy.

Yeah, I... I guess.

Hey, Shayne,

come look at this.

Yo, let me see this phone.

Girl, there's another one.

Another one?

Baby, I'm one of a kind,

you see?

Okay, a big talker.

Come up to Denton, put your

money where your mouth is.

Oh, baby, I will

put my mouth on every...

Ah.

We're about to roll out

right now.

Yeah.

Tiffany dad, President of

the Texas Bar Association.

And Shayne is recently single.

Yeah!

-Let's go.

-Let's go.

So you telling me,

you ain't seen nothing wrong

with what just happened?

I'm saying my neighbor's place

got broken into last week,

so he's probably just stopping

anybody he doesn't recognize.

Oh, word? Anybody?

Look, Officer Horton

is not a bad dude.

Even if he messed up,

you gotta make the smart move.

Just play the game

and you'll be straight.

I promise.

So, um...

when'd you get this?

That widebody

Scat Pack Super Bee?

That one, yeah.

And this is your last night

with her?

- Wait, so it's not yours?

- It's my favorite car

on the lot, man,

but somebody else got her,

and I can't be missing

that commission.

So he coming to get

her tomorrow. It's whatever.

Okay.

I know you ain't tripping.

You the...

...last n*gga

- to let go when you sprung.

- Don't do that.

Okay. Okay.

Who the one that took you out

when you couldn't stop crying

about Basic Brianna?

You also got me drunk

for the first time in my life.

On a school night, mind you.

Bro, how is it

y'all are friends?

Please tell me, 'cause I don't

see a lot of commonality

between this dude back here

and... ...a guy that

almost lost his scholarship

f*cking with a stripper

named Candy.

- Her name was Cara.

- Candy, Candy.

You lost your football

scholarship?

Nah, man. I just found

myself in a tough spot.

All right?

I gotta stay out of trouble

from here on out.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Oh, sh*t.

What you mean, "Oh, sh*t"?

You already knew though.

Oh.

Oh, sh*t.

What's this?

Ugh. Hell, no.

Hey, where are we?

Uh, I believe it's called

the as*h*le of nowhere.

"Creekview Hills."

I ain't never

even heard of this town.

Town? Bro,

where do you see a town?

Ah.

Yo, yo, yo, check this out.

Check this out.

"Farm Road 106"?

Swerve!

I don't know, man.

It can't be slower than this,

can it?

Okay. Okay. Here we go.

Right, I see

why you like her, man.

Yeah, 485 horses, fam.

Yeah.

Ooh.

Bro,

what the hell is this?

I told you,

I'm a classic man, bro.

Hey, you guys mind if I plug in?

He ain't doing that.

Hold on right quick.

You a hater.

Yeah!

Hey, this slap, though. Yeah.

- All right, left up here.

- Left up where?

Half a mile

through the residential.

Residential?

Bro, ain't nothing up there.

Oh.

The champagne has been popped.

And the p*ssy look good!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, okay, okay,

it says this is it.

Hold on, hold on.

Ah, sh*t.

Is that...

That's it.

Oh, f*ck.

Is there another way, maybe?

-Uh...

-Damn.

I don't know, bro. Man...

All right, well,

I guess we're calling it.

Yeah, bro, I gotta get back.

- Whoa, come on, fellas.

- I'm sorry...

This ain't what tonight's about.

I'm trying to bring the squad

together.

I'm not trying to let

the whole night fall apart

because of some static. Come on.

What do you want us to do?

All right, well, maybe I can

finesse this.

Ah, hell, no.

- Just relax. I got it.

- Uh-uh, bro.

Hi, there.

Hi.

Hey.

Hi. I was just wondering

if you could help us out,

by any chance?

See, we're here

visiting a friend,

but we don't have that code

to the gate. So...

I was wondering

if you could maybe let us in?

You must be out your damn mind

if you think this b*tch is...

You wanna go in there?

Uh...

Yeah.

Um...

Thank you.

What the f*ck?

All right, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Let's go, D!

Yes, sir!

That's how

you talk to people.

Oh, no, bro.

Nah, I don't know

about none of this, bro.

Okay, well, I know

that we just got let in

by a resident, so technically,

we can't be trespassing.

Whatever, bro.

We just need to figure out

how to get the f*ck up

out of here. Okay?

- Yeah.

- Uh, go left.

Hey, yo, T,

can I please plug in?

- It's like...

- D!

Look at this.

Who lives here?

-Wow.

-Bro, that's not the question.

The question is, how do we get

the f*ck up out of here?

Yo, they built these gates

because they don't want us

getting in.

They sure as hell won't have

no problem helping us get out.

All right?

Is that it up there?

Mmm, yeah, see, that should

lead us back to the freeway.

So, now what, counselor?

Well, I mean, it's supposed

to open automatically

when you pull up to it,

like fire code.

Well, it ain't opening,

so, now what?

Chill out. Just...

-ask someone for help.

-Eh.

-Oh, that's easy-peasy, huh?

-Well, yeah, if you have...

-All right.

-Yo, yo, yo!

Yo!

Hey!

Hey!

Hold up, b*tch.

I need your clicker.

What the hell was that?

That sh*t ain't work, huh?

I said talk to someone,

not f*cking verbally as*ault

them out the window.

All right, so go ahead,

you do it, then.

- Fine.

- Kev.

No, f*ck that.

Let me see you play the game.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

Watch this.

Excuse me.

Okay.

-How'd that work out for you?

-Well, they had the AirPods in.

I think they just saw

a brother in a hoodie.

Bro, not everyone is like that.

Oh, for real? Like the cop

in your neighborhood, right?

-Guys, can we focus?

-How about this?

If you're an as*h*le

to everyone,

they're going to treat you

like an as*h*le. Be better.

Oh, not "be better."

Who are you talking to, bro?

That's what I said.

I'm talking to you, in fact.

Guys. Yo, yo, yo, guys.

Look, look, look.

She'll remember us.

Yeah, depending on how much

of that Jack she drank.

Okay.

Hey.

What?

Yo. Yo, yo.

You hear that?

Get in your car.

You need to get out of my house.

I'm not going anywhere.

Oh, no, f*ck this.

You want to try the neighbors?

Don't ever come here again!

I might as well

make myself at home.

- Put it down. Put it down.

- Yeah, you like this?

Put that down.

Oh.

-sh*t.

-No, no.

-We gotta get the f*ck...

-Should we help her?

Man, hell, no.

I think she doing just fine.

f*ck.

Bro.

Bro, we gotta get the f*ck up

out of here, bro, now.

Is... is... Is she...

- sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

- Go! Go, go!

- Get to the car!

- No, no, just go!

- Go!

- Just run!

Go, go, go!

- No, this way, this way!

- Come on, come on!

- Come on.

- Bro!

sh*t, sh*t!

sh*t!

Just go! Go, go!

Let's go, let's go.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

sh*t.

Come on.

He f*cking k*lled her.

He f*cking k*lled her.

I told you! I told you this!

I'm calling the cops.

No. No, no, no, no. sh*t!

sh*t. Okay, good.

Now tell the operator...

There's no f*cking operator.

I'm calling the homies, man.

The homies?

What are the homies gonna do?

They're gonna bust us

out of here!

We're stuck

in a gated community!

The authorities are a much

smarter call!

Hey, hey. Kid.

What are y'all doing in my yard?

- Listen...

- You gotta go.

I just need your help.

- Hello, sir. Um...

- I told them.

-They won't listen.

-I heard, son.

-Hey, hey, hey!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Just, please call the police.

-Come on.

- What's that in his hand?

- Drop it!

-It's a phone!

-It's a phone, it's a phone!

There, there.

This is so f*cked.

That's the first real sh*t

you've said all night.

Hey, Tyon, bro, bro,

please, just...

just call the cops, please.

What? Tyon, no.

Call Boogie and them, bro.

Boogie? Who the f*ck is Boogie?

- We should get the cops...

- No, yo...

I ain't calling nobody.

I left my phone in the car.

It was... That kid, just... Ah!

-f*ck that kid!

-So what? We just keep

trying and sh*t?

Hoping somebody believe us,

hoping they don't

-f*cking call 5-0?

-Shh, man!

Don't tell me

to f*cking shush, man.

Listen, we need to talk

to the cops,

and we need to talk

to them first.

That is our move.

That is our only move.

Real talk, bro?

I didn't check with my manager

before I took the car

off the lot.

That is on you. All right?

I'm not risking my life out here

so that you don't get fired.

Fired? You think

that's all that's gonna happen?

I'm gonna get f*cking fired?

If you're guilty of one thing,

you're guilty of everything.

You don't f*cking get that,

-do you? You know what?

-No, Kev.

You think you've been

f*cking grinding, right?

-Hey.

-Guys like you think

that means reading,

like, eight f*cking books.

You don't know sh*t!

No, f*ck that...

You know what, Ty?

I tried, bro, but I can't.

He's still the same wack-a*s

dude from high school.

Staring out a f*cking window,

but ain't never touched

no grass.

I just need you

to calm down, bro.

I'm calm, bro!

I'm just trying to figure out

how this bougie-a*s dude can't

buy no f*cking common sense.

Jacob?

Sandy.

How are you?

Everything okay?

Oh, I'm fine. I've just, uh...

got a few things on my mind,

that's all.

And here I am bothering you

when you're trying to steal

a moment for yourself.

I am so sorry.

No, not at all. Not at all.

I never mind

chatting with a neighbor.

That's the point of all this.

What's troubling you, Sandy?

Well, Sarah called a minute ago,

and she said there were

these guys running around.

They were...

not from the neighborhood.

I'm sure they won't bother you,

but just be safe.

Thank you for telling me.

Did she say which way

they might have gone?

Said they, uh, went back

towards the main road.

I'll check it out. Thank you.

- You might have just

saved my life.

-Good night, Jacob.

-Good night.

Have a blessed evening.

Hey, real smart, Kev.

-m*therf*cker, I swear...

-Oh, come on, man.

Come on out now.

I got cameras on you.

Oh, f*ck.

Ah.

You must be the guys

I've been hearing about.

Look, the police

have been called.

That's... That's great,

actually. Thank you.

What are you doing here

in my garage?

Oh, sh*t!

Is this an A12?

It is.

'69 and a half.

I've never seen

one of these in person.

Wow.

Now I'm gonna ask you again.

-What is your business here?

-None...

sir. We were

just passing through

and we saw something.

A woman was k*lled.

Okay? And we've been trying

to call the police,

but nobody will help us.

You're saying

a woman has been k*lled?

Yes. A man k*lled her,

and now he is after us,

and if you could

maybe let us inside,

we would happily

talk to law enforcement

the second they arrive.

Well, if what you're saying

is true,

then I'd be willing

to let you wait inside.

But you gotta know that...

...that I've got this

right here.

If that's all right with you.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Everybody up here

be having g*ns.

Yeah, this is Texas, son.

You play?

Two years for Houston,

one year for Philly.

But I don't tell the neighbors

about that.

- Offense?

- Ah, no.

Defense. Yeah.

Now I'm the head coach

at the high school.

Quarterback, Abilene.

Transferred over last year.

Abilene. That's a good program.

Yes, sir.

They brought me in

to run a new RPO system

before I... banged up my knee.

Ooh. It's ACL?

MCL. Uh...

But it's just a grade two.

Mmm.

Well, take it easy.

My name is Christopher.

-Tyon.

-Tyon.

-Derek.

-Derek.

Good to meet you. And you?

- Kevin.

- Kevin. Good to meet you.

You guys go ahead, sit down.

Police will be here shortly.

They don't take too much time

around here.

That's a surprise.

We have a dedicated officer.

Like a security guard?

The community

has its own subdivision.

They have their own cops.

You know what?

Can I actually get one of those?

What?

So...

tell me exactly...

exactly what happened.

Well, we were on our way

up to Texas Northern,

trying to take a shortcut,

and we got locked in here.

So, we went to knock on the door

to ask someone to open the gate,

but when we looked inside,

uh, this guy, he was fighting

with his wife and suddenly he...

Grabbed her and shoved her

and she hit her head, and...

You saw it?

You're sure?

Yes.

Well, that isn't

supposed to happen up here.

Which house was it?

Uh, well,

it was the big one.

By the back gate.

The one with the long driveway

that has trees on each side?

Yes, that one.

That...

is Jacob Andrews' house.

Pastor Jacob Andrews.

My pastor.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Hey, hey, hey.

Now I want you to tell me

the story again.

And this time,

tell me the truth.

-Hey, man,

he told you the truth...

-Sit down.

And I've known Jacob

for over a decade.

He's a good Christian man

and he's a community leader.

And for his wife,

well, she's down in Austin

for the rest of the week.

Sir, sir, I'm a Christian, too,

and I swear to God,

he's telling the truth.

- Oh.

- What are you doing?

- Christopher.

- Jacob.

You know those kids

that have been running

around the neighborhood?

I got them here.

No, you wouldn't believe

what they said.

I'm on my way over now.

Oh, well, good.

All right.

You're in luck.

He's one block over.

Oh, what the hell, bro?

Oh, oh, oh. Now, now, now, you

just don't do anything stupid.

Jacob believes in forgiveness.

And if you repent,

I think we can avoid

the police altogether.

-Sir, sir, if you...

-Oh, I like you, son.

And I'd like to see you

back on the field,

but you make one false move,

I'm gonna sh**t you dead.

-Wait, wait, sir, sir. Okay.

-One wrong move...

- Wait, just wait...

- Waiting

is exactly what we're doing.

Go, go, go, go, go!

- Go, go, go!

- Go this way!

Open the door!

- Hell, no!

- sh*t!

sh*t!

- Stop!

- Go back! Back, back!

- Go, go!

- f*ck! f*ck!

This way, this way,

this way!

Come on, come on, come on!

Go, go, go.

Oh, f*ck that!

Go, go, go!

f*ck me!

Come here, girl.

-Evening.

-Yeah, Jacob.

Come on in.

Where are they?

Well...

you just missed 'em.

It's all right.

Ready? Let's go. Come on.

Come on.

Hey, Ty. All right, Ty.

All right. Easy, easy, easy.

Is it bad?

I don't know.

sh*t.

- Are we out?

- Nope.

We're still in here.

So they tried

to lie their way out of it,

and then when that didn't work,

they assaulted you

in your own home.

I'm fine.

Maggie didn't come back

from Austin, did she?

No.

Mmm.

There's no truth at all

in what they said?

Even if they thought

they saw something,

-they didn't...

-No.

-There's no...

-Maggie's not back.

How many of these have you had?

I know. It numbs the pain.

And Lord knows, brother,

you've had more than

your fair share.

But we need to

keep our minds clear.

Don't forget

why we built these gates

and why we need them.

We're building something

special in here.

But out there is an enemy

that would seek to destroy us.

That there is.

Do not underestimate them.

- These boys

have breached our gates.

Who knows what they've done

or what they might do next.

I need to know

that if I call on you

to defend what we hold most

sacred, that you'll answer.

I'll make some coffee.

Bobby will be here shortly.

I didn't even know

she had a boyfriend.

Next thing I know,

I'm jumping out of her window,

feeling it pop.

-It's a hell of a way

to get hurt.

-Wait.

The stripper?

You hurt your knee

hooking up with that stripper?

It was just a sprain.

But now...

Yo.

Check this out.

That's it.

-That is our way out of here.

-No, man.

You ain't learned sh*t yet,

have you?

That is a public place...

Bro, these people don't give

a f*ck about us.

We just had everything

in common with that guy.

Cars, football.

Privilege.

When that sh*t got real,

who did he trust, man?

Well, he trusted his friends.

Are we friends?

Cool. I didn't think so.

f*cking crazy.

-Man, where are you going?

-Away from that.

Y'all coming or not?

Nah, man, not with you.

- Come on, Ty,

let's get out of here.

D, D, no.

We tried your way, man.

Look at the sh*t we in.

The cops come now,

and Coach finds out

I had a setback doing this...

Bro, I cannot lose

my scholarship.

-I can't. I can't.

-Tyon.

You have to listen to me. Okay?

We have to get to the police

before that guy does,

and tell the truth.

If he gets to them before we do

and sets the narrative,

we are f*cked.

You know...

I don't know

if it's occurred to you

that we actually would not have

been in this sh*t if you had

your head on straight.

-What you talking about?

-I'm talking about

you brought us out here

because you were chasing a*s.

And that is after you got

yourself hurt chasing a*s.

Yo, what is it you call

my sister again?

You call her a wife?

Like what, that's something

that you deserve?

Until you get

your sh*t together,

nobody worth a damn

is gonna waste their time

on someone like you.

Including me.

- Pastor Andrews?

- Bobby.

Does this have to do

with the disturbances

I heard about?

Yeah, it's some...

kids casing the neighborhood.

Sounds like, uh...

inner-city kids.

They still here?

No, Christopher

had some words with them,

must have scared 'em off.

Why don't you come on in?

It's a bit

of a delicate situation.

I think it's best

if we're on the same page

about how to handle it.

- Shouldn't have left him.

- Man, he left us.

Really, though, bro,

how you still trying

to be tight with that dude?

Look, man, you ain't

know this about me, but...

I used to be real shy.

Like...

...I was a weird,

awkward kid, man.

I ain't know

how to talk to nobody.

But, D,

he saw me

first day of seventh grade,

and he, like...

got me.

He's just book smart.

He probably was just

analyzing you and sh*t.

I ordered champagne.

-Uh, I don't...

-This is Prosecco.

Honey. Honey, do you want

another bourbon?

Grab him one while you're at it.

Same way you lifted

me up first year at JC,

when I was tripping about

not getting into that program,

he did that same thing for me

way back.

Without both of y'all,

I would not be here.

I just wish y'all could see

what I see.

Yeah, I see what I always seen.

A dude that think

his sh*t don't stink.

And that's why

I never f*cked with him.

Hey, I think the kid at table 15

spit up his fries.

-Can you wipe it down for me?

-No, I don't work here.

Can I please use your phone?

If you're not a member,

I'm gonna have to ask you

to leave.

-Listen, this is an emergency...

-Sir.

Please leave.

Bro, I am not leaving D

in here.

We're hoping somebody else

come through the gate.

If not, bro, we're climbing it.

Climbing? Dawg,

the wall is 15 feet high.

I can barely walk.

You're trying to leave me

in here, too?

You think I'm gonna

leave my car here?

Bro, we're just trying to get

somebody to open the gate.

After that, we're coming back

with the squad.

You guys lost?

Uh...

How could you tell?

Do you live here?

- Why do you ask?

- We just...

really want the gate open

so we can leave.

Sounds like a plan.

I'll make you guys a deal.

I'll help you get out of here,

as long as you give me

an excuse to bail, too. Yeah?

Uh, yeah, absolutely.

- You guys coming?

- Come on.

I'll work this.

You find a phone.

Did you see

which way they went?

Here you are.

Did you take that out

when they were here?

Maybe.

Well, they were saying

all kinds of things.

I wasn't gonna use it.

You shouldn't.

You shouldn't have to. I mean...

those boys are confused.

Right? We know

where they come from,

what kind of education

they've had,

what kind of environment

they've grown up in.

I mean, it's everything we built

this place to keep out.

The Lord says, "When your enemy

is hungry, give him food.

"When he is thirsty,

give him water."

- Proverbs 25.

- That's right.

Now, that sounds nice when

you say it on a Sunday morning.

But what do we do with the Word

of God in the dead of night?

Mmm? When you find those boys,

I'd like you

to bring them to me,

see if we can resolve this

the Christian way.

It's just protocol, is all.

I mean, there's trespassing,

-as*ault...

-It's up to you.

Now...

...search your heart and...

may God speak to you

as he's spoken to me.

Hey, Roxy, hold up.

Um...

-Who are these guys?

-Oh, chill, Preston.

They're my friends. Okay?

Ah. Okay. Cool.

Yeah, we were

just heading out, so.

What? Come on,

you just got here.

Well, I've actually been here

for over an hour.

- But that's not really any...

- Look, just...

one more drink.

I'm not trying to have you

leave before we can kick it.

- Mmm.

- Uh, here, guys.

Cheers?

Come on, it's good. Trust me.

You swear on your life

that you'll let us out

after this drink?

I swear. I swear so hard.

This big-a*s crib

gotta have a house phone.

One of these rooms

gotta have one.

Damn!

Oh!

sh*t, my bad.

So, you're not into this dude,

not into this party.

Why are you here?

His dad is, like, this

big country music producer,

and there's

a recording studio upstairs.

And Preston knows

I'm trying to be a singer.

So he told you to come through

so you can record,

come to find out he's just

trying to get you drunk

so he can smash?

What's up, bro?

Uh... I was just trying to

find somewhere to piss, man.

Bro. Get your a*s out here.

Yeah, I think I got lost, bro.

No, no, no, no. Come on.

After you.

Hey, ma'am.

Is there any way I could use

your phone?

I just need

to make a quick call.

You said they left on foot?

Yeah. So we know they're close,

but they could be anywhere.

Oh, you... you don't have to...

Boy, get inside.

Okay.

-Thank you.

-Mm-hmm.

You cannot be out there

running around

looking like this.

Um... I did not

necessarily expect

to be out tonight.

-Wait here.

-No. No, it's okay. I... I...

Okay.

-All right, so what's up, man?

-Yo, so check this out.

We're about to lay down a track,

and I seen you out there,

and I was like,

"This dude keeps it trill."

You feel me?

What?

He's saying he wants

you to spit a verse

on our next track.

Sp...

Oh, sh*t.

Look, man, I don't know

if I can do that, bro.

I'm just looking for a phone

to call my boy.

Why y'all want me

to do this anyway?

Bro, we're from the 'burbs.

Ain't nobody gonna

take this sh*t seriously

unless we get a dude

from the street. You feel me?

Look, if you do this,

you can have my phone,

call whoever you want. No cap.

People up here

have a certain standard

and expectation.

There.

I just need to make

a phone call.

-What's the rush?

-Well...

there's this pastor...

Jacob?

Jacob Andrews?

You know him?

Of course. Don't you?

Here.

- Sorry, who is that?

- That's his wife.

His wife?

Maggie Andrews.

She is running for

state representative.

At first, people thought

it was his idea,

but now, it seems like

she might win.

And to think that it all came

from such humble beginnings.

Jacob started with

a small congregation,

and then, right away, he just

started building and building.

And then

word spread around

that he was starting

a city on a hill,

like it says in the Bible,

and, well,

everyone wanted to get involved.

What do you got, girl?

What is it?

My God.

He k*lled a woman.

-Excuse me?

-I saw it.

Okay? And I need your help,

because nobody else will listen

to me.

No one else?

You've told others?

I tried.

I need to use your phone.

-You need to get out of here.

-No, I need to call the police.

Ten years ago,

there was nothing up here. Okay?

Now, the smallest house

on my street

is worth more than

both of my parents

ever made in their lives.

And that's because of Jacob.

He's built all of this.

And he was able to do that

because people believe in him,

and they will keep believing.

But you believe me.

- Creekview Hills Police.

- Yes.

This is Kendra Williams

at 1-8-4-2-0.

There's a young man here

I think you should speak to.

African American male?

Early 20s?

Yes, that's him.

Are you in danger?

Yes.

The deputy

is on his way.

Thank you.

You can wait outside.

Dispatch to 315.

Go ahead, Dispatch.

Suspicious

African-American male

reported at 1-8-4-2-0. Over.

Copy that, Dispatch.

I'm 10-8 now.

I don't... I don't know, man.

That's...

That's not really

working for me neither.

Bro, I don't know

who told you I could rap.

I... I just figured.

All right, man, I gotta roll.

No doubt, but...

after we get this track.

-Let's bounce.

-He said that...

f*ck what he said. Let's bounce.

I just...

I guess I'm just trying

not to piss him off.

It'd be dope

to get in that studio.

Yeah, you're right.

Roxy, what are you

doing in here?

Preston's starting your session.

My... my studio session?

Go k*ll it.

So, how do you know Roxy?

We're old friends.

No sh*t.

You're from Richardson, too?

Yep.

That's so funny, 'cause, um,

she told me she's from McKinney.

You know what, bro?

I'm done talking to you.

That's okay.

But, hey, why don't you find

that little guy,

you know, the one

you're actually friends with,

and get the f*ck outta here.

Yeah.

I think I'll do that.

All right, give me something...

Give me something like old

school then.

K-dawg!

-K-dawg!

-Hey, that was fire!

- Hey, it's f*cking boss.

- f*cking dope.

I told you.

Dude! Dude.

-I knew that'd hit.

-So, all right, look, look.

So can I get the phone now

to call my boy?

Yes. Yes. Uh... After...

after that,

you can call China, bro.

Damn.

Bro, I didn't think

you was gonna step up.

What you mean?

I don't know, I just thought

you was gonna try to play me.

Bro.

I live for this music sh*t.

Right? The dopest rhyme

doesn't mean anything

if I'm a trifling-a*s

m*therf*cker.

You had my back, I got yours.

-Damn, appreciate it, man.

-Yes, sir.

Yo, Kev.

Bro, I got the phone.

I'm finna call the crew.

Okay, this is the studio.

Where's Roxy?

Where's who?

Roxy, bro.

The one that got us in?

Oh. I thought she was with you.

Oh, sh*t!

Hey, keep your hands

where I can see them.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing out here?

-Waiting for you.

-Waiting for me?

I got a call

about criminal activity.

-Is that about you?

-No, sir.

I think there's been

some kind of misunderstanding.

I'm a witness.

A witness?

To what?

A homicide.

Why don't you hop in?

Just... Let's talk about this

somewhere more private.

Yes, sir.

Yo, Roxy.

What's wrong with you?

-Yo, what the hell, man?

-Get the f*ck off me!

What the hell

are you doing?

Nothing, man, all right?

Just mind your business.

He said he was taking me

to the studio.

I said I was taking you

for a session.

You f*cking as*h*le.

I'm just trying to save you

from this simp.

We're trying to leave, bro.

All right.

Gate code's 2-5-0-4.

That's what you wanted, right?

Look, man,

don't be such a c*ck.

Bros before hoes, am I right?

You got what you wanted,

so go.

Don't leave me.

- Roxy, chill.

- Stop.

-sh*t.

-You guys are so f*cked.

Guys, he hit me.

Damn!

Oh.

Bro, you good?

I just realized I don't know

nobody's number by heart.

-Yo, Kev, let's go.

-We got the gate code.

sh*t. Thanks. All right, man.

-Thank you, bro.

-Y'all keep it real.

-How you get the code?

-Man, don't ask.

I don't give a f*ck as long

as we're getting out of here.

-Let's go, let's go.

-Yeah.

We were trying to

get out of the gates,

but we needed help.

Uh, so we went up

to this house...

Slow down.

What are you doing

here in the first place?

We got turned around

and we were trying to

take a shortcut,

-but...

-A shortcut through

this neighborhood?

Yeah, there was a backup

on the highway.

Anyway, we went up

to the house...

-Who's we?

-My friends and I.

Well, where did y'all come from?

Highland Park, but...

Yeah. Yeah. Highland Park.

That's a good one.

Okay, this is me.

You guys need a ride?

Oh, sh*t.

D.

I'm sorry, how is

my neighborhood relevant here?

Okay, listen, it's just I have

been getting calls all night

about three Black males sneaking

around the neighborhood,

looking into people's windows...

No, we were asking for help.

Hey, hey, wait.

Bro, he got

what he wanted, right?

He wanted the law,

he got the law.

He with his people now, bro.

He's going to the station.

- We gotta get up out of here.

- Uh...

There's no station over there.

I just find it mighty curious

that you and your...

your homies, that y'all would

come up here

from one of the fanciest parts

in town

just to peep

into people's windows,

like a bunch of th*gs.

No, th*gs? What are you...

Hey, hey, where are you

taking me right now?

There's just nothing up there.

Everything else

is back that way.

Well, he's not taking him

to the station.

Pastor Andrews

is giving you

the opportunity

to talk this over

before he decides

whether to press charges.

What? What are you

talking about?

You have been given

a second chance.

Those don't come around

all the time.

You're taking me to his house

right now?

You have been accused

of a crime.

What crime?

-What are you talking about?

-You can fight me on this,

or you can cooperate.

I suggest you make

the smart decision.

We gotta stay.

You sure?

Fine. Fine.

I... I...

I will cooperate, but...

under... under one condition.

Yeah, we got a car,

we got the code.

We'll be straight.

Bros before hoes?

f*ck that dude.

Come on.

Come on.

This way.

- Evening.

- Evening.

Derek, this is Jacob Andrews,

pastor of

the Creekview Hills Church.

Pastor, this is Derek.

Good work, Bobby.

Uh... You should

maybe just let us talk?

These conversations tend

to work better in private.

Uh... I... I get that.

But at the same time,

the fact is he's accused you

of a crime,

and I'm obligated

to investigate.

A crime?

Yeah, I...

Look, just... If I don't do

a quick sweep of the house now

and we do bring charges

against him,

he'll have a defense.

You've agreed to cooperate

if I conduct a search, right?

Yes, sir. That's right.

Come on in, search all you want.

sh*t! f*ck, man!

She was right here.

No, no, he...

They were arguing,

and he pushed her

and she hit her head

right there.

Okay, well, you said that

-she was breaking things.

-Yes! Yes.

-She was breaking things...

-Well, what...

What did she break?

He must have cleaned it up.

Listen, you have to...

you have to search the house.

It's just protocol.

Ty.

Bro, dude's inside,

cop's inside.

We know they ain't watching us.

You still trying

to roll out, huh?

Trying to save your own a*s?

Bro, what other move do we got?

If he come out

of that house in cuffs,

that's the best-case scenario.

Either we stay here

and we go down with him

or we get the f*ck up out of

here and give ourselves a shot.

Bro...

You've seen what happens to guys

like us in a place like this.

If your mans

was out here right now,

he'd say, "Make the smart move."

What's the smart move?

- Okay, come on.

- I really love

what you've done

with this place.

Look anywhere you want,

nowhere is off limits.

Take your time.

It'll give us a chance

to get to know each other.

This yours?

I found it on my lawn.

Derek.

From Highland Park.

Wait, wait, wait.

Smart move, huh?

What? We got the code,

we got the whip.

We ain't got

no other moves, bro.

We got my phone.

What the f*ck?

I know I left that sh*t...

Have a seat, Derek.

I think you and I both know

he's not gonna find anything.

What do you want to do

with your life?

I'm gonna study law.

Really?

Why?

I want to help people.

And you think being a lawyer

is the best way to do that?

I think it would help me

right now.

You mind if I play lawyer

for just a second?

Can you...

testify that you heard

any of what was said

through that window?

I saw you.

-You saw me?

-I saw you.

Did you see what she was

reaching for in that cabinet?

The truth,

I can guarantee you...

is much more complicated

than what you think

you saw through that window.

Now, less complicated,

is how an arrest

and a false accusation

are going to look

on your law school application.

I'd like to show you something.

Oh, sh*t!

This is the new church.

When it's done,

it'll seat 10,000.

That's 10,000 souls per service,

gathered together in worship,

and love,

in reverence of the possibility

that by binding together

against the forces of evil,

we might be the tide

that lifts all boats

and washes away

the sins of the individual.

I get goosebumps

just thinking about it.

You know,

my wife is in politics.

And every day, she rubs elbows

with the most powerful people

in the state.

Nay, the country.

And most of them are lost,

because they've forgotten

what it means

to live in community.

We need to remember who we are,

who our hearts want us to be,

and the way we do that is

by putting God back

in the center of our lives,

by building a town

around the church.

As the town grows,

we could use a good lawyer.

What do you think about that?

Now you know

what's at stake.

Listen, I've got

no illusions about myself.

I mean, I...

God's created, I don't know

how many trillions of people

since the dawn of time,

and to my knowledge,

only one of them was perfect,

and that sure as hell wasn't me.

But by His grace, I have been

given an opportunity

to lead this community.

This is my truth.

This is my purpose.

And I've sworn to Him

that I will let nothing

stand in my way.

Do you understand me?

Pastor Andrews?

We're in here, Bobby.

I'm... I'm sorry, Pastor.

I just... I'm really sorry

for invading your home.

Oh, Bobby, not at all.

Happy to see my tax dollars

at work.

Plus, I believe this young man

has begun to see the light.

You can go on ahead,

find the others.

You can leave him with me. I...

I don't feel he's a threat.

I want you to take me in.

Come again?

I was trespassing.

That's against the law.

I want my due process.

You want to go to jail?

He's trying to protect

his friends.

Go out, find the others.

No sense in getting one

confession when you can get

three, right?

Be careful out there.

Christopher?

I found this cross

in my backyard.

The kid's name

is engraved on it.

The name he gave me.

His real name.

I just wondered

why he would tell me the truth

if he had anything to hide.

I'll take care of this.

Don't let him out of your sight.

I don't know, Christopher.

He probably told you

his real name

so that you'd believe the rest

of what he was saying.

Yeah, well, maybe

he's telling me the truth.

How much more have you had

to drink tonight?

I told you

I needed you sharp.

I coach kids like this.

Listen, I appreciate you,

thank you for your help.

Bobby and I have this

about wrapped up.

All right?

Whose car is that?

How should I know?

Well, it's parked

- in front of your house.

- That's it!

That's her car!

A friend of yours, Pastor?

No.

Looks like a resident, though.

What I'm more concerned about

is whose car is that?

-sh*t!

-No, no, wait! Kev, come on.

No, no, wait.

No, Kev, stop!

-In the car! Now! Now!

-Hey, hey.

Jacob.

What's going on?

Christopher, I've interrupted

your night enough.

Go home.

-No, he had them!

-No, bro, they had him!

Man, it's him! I'm telling you

the f*cking truth!

Whoa, Kev, watch out!

Wait, stop, stop,

stop, stop!

Ah, sh*t!

sh*t!

Bro!

f*ck!

I... I can...

I can make it through

this sh*t on foot, bro.

You'll be straight if you just

stay here

-and wait on the homies.

-Nah, man, nah.

You've been trying to save

your own a*s all night.

You do you, but don't act like

you give a f*ck about me

or nobody else.

Get out of the car

and show me your hands!

Step into the light.

-What did we do?

-Shut up!

-We didn't do nothing.

-Shut up!

Hands on the car!

Hands on the car!

Hey, hey,

why are you searching them?

Shut up!

No! What law did they break?

I said, shut the hell up!

You guys want to tell me what

the hell you're doing out here?

Man, nothing, man.

We're just trying to figure out

how to get home. That's it.

Y'all sure took the long way

to get there.

Sir, sir, sir, that's him!

- That's him! He k*lled her!

- Stop!

- That's him!

- I have had enough of this!

He's not lying, man! That's him!

-I have had enough!

-We're all telling

the same story.

Why would we lie?

You know, Bobby,

they sure tore out of there

in quite a hurry.

Why don't you check the car?

Yeah, check the car. Check it.

You just consented to a search.

Yo... Get...

Get down on the ground!

- What?

- Do it now!

- What?

- Now!

- 315 to Dispatch.

- Go ahead, 315.

Code 8.

I've got a possible 214.

Adult female,

unable to locate a pulse.

- Sir, please!

- The suspect...

Get on the gr...

I said get on the ground

and stay there!

Okay. The suspects...

The suspects, they...

No, cancel that!

Cancel that, okay?

Okay. We've got a 123,

but she's unresponsive.

Requesting backup

and urgent medical

on North Farm Road 106!

Roger that, 315.

Stand by and await attendance

from local units.

Okay, 10-4.

You two, sit tight.

If you move an inch,

I will make sure

that you never move again.

Bobby, what's a 123?

I found a pulse.

She's still alive.

She's alive. She's...

Damn.

Officer!

Will you shut

your damn mouth?

I'm trying to save your life!

Are you threatening me?

No, I am not the threat! He is!

Listen, okay? I... I'm gonna

tell you this one more time.

You say one more word,

I will drag you out

in the dirt with your friends!

If she is alive, she will tell

the truth about what happened.

Okay? He needs her dead,

and you are the only one

standing in his way!

No. No, to hell with it, okay?

-I have given you more than...

-What are you doing?

-No! No, no, no, no!

-...more than enough!

- Hey, hey!

- No!

It's all just such a shame.

- f*ck!

- f*ck!

You know I meant

everything I said at the house.

Nothing can stand in my way,

and if you'd just seen that,

we could have both

come out of this.

Is that what she was doing?

Was just standing in your way?

They're gonna find her car

and your g*n,

and then are gonna

trace it back to you,

you son of a b*tch!

Son, I'm not stupid,

and you're way

out of your league.

Come on, man,

-you're a pastor.

-That's right.

- A man of God.

- I am a man of God.

I am the leader

of this community

and its shepherd,

and I will not abandon my flock.

For wide are the gates

and broad is the way

that leads to destruction,

and many may enter through it.

But small are the gates

and narrow the path

that leads to life and...

few will find it.

You.

I thought

there'd be hope for you.

But now I know you just

weren't meant to find it.

"But beware

"of false prophets."

Christopher.

"They come

to you in sheep's clothing.

"But inside, they're wolves."

Matthew 7:15.

Thank God you're here.

They shot Bobby.

I managed to get their g*n.

That is a f*cking lie!

He shot him!

There are two more

of them. Help me.

Who's that woman?

Is that Elizabeth Carson?

From the church?

It is.

They must have taken her.

Taken her?

From her home

in Prosper?

And brought her

all the way here?

That was her car, wasn't it?

Are you

starting to doubt me?

He gave me his real name.

I ain't have nothing to hide.

Look at her.

He bashed her head in.

That is enough lies out of you!

Hey! Drop it!

You are pointing your g*n

at the wrong guy.

Let's talk about this.

Drop your g*n.

Son,

we cannot talk

until you put your g*n down.

That's fine.

We don't need to talk.

The deputy

called for reinforcements.

They should be here any minute.

Christopher, take him out.

I don't need to sh**t a man

that doesn't need to be shot.

The police are coming

and we're gonna wait,

and that's final.

Is there something

you want to say to me, Jacob?

Maggie's been down in Austin

more and more.

And something happened

with Elizabeth.

If word got out on that,

you'd lose everything.

What do you want me to say,

Christopher?

The truth.

You ever have a woman decide

she wants to ruin your life?

No, I never gave one

a reason to.

Son,

just put your g*n down.

We're gonna wait

for the police to sort this out.

All right?

Christopher...

I'm sorry I've let you down.

No!

Amen, m*therf*cker!

Bro.

Hey.

Thank you.

Yeah.

I thought I'd save y'all a*s

for a change.

Hey.

Man, we gotta go.

Yeah.

Okay.

Derek, where are you?

I'm sorry.

- Hmm?

- This is on me.

All of it.

I...

felt my best friend slipping

away, and I just...

I wanted to have

a great night...

feel tight again,

like it used to be.

Maybe we both

got a lot of sh*t

we gotta work on, but...

no matter what,

you'll always be my boy.

Are y'all gonna f*ck?

Hey, Derek.

Julissa told me

what happened, but...

I'm still required

to call the police.

I know.

I have to get home to my mom.

Ty.

No.

I got this.

- You sure, man?

- Yeah.

Police should be here soon.

You just get the car

back to the lot.

Keep your job.

Yo.

Thanks.

No.

Man, your... your scholarship.

Yes, man.

My best friend.

Derek, thank God.

Mom, I am so sorry,

but I promise you

I can explain everything.

Derek.

There he is.

Hello, Derek.

Come join us.

Where is she?

Why are you doing this?

It's over.

-Hey.

-There's no need to...

Where is she?

What do you want with us?

Y'all know your Scripture?

Oh, you're so full of sh*t.

I'm named after Jacob.

Founder of the Twelve Tribes

of Israel.

But Jacob was born

the younger brother to Esau,

who, being the first born,

was entitled to the birthright

and all the blessings

that came along with it.

You know why you've never

met anyone named Esau?

Because Jacob

stole that birthright.

He conspired to

deceive his blind father

and he took what was his,

because he was not called upon

to simply let

God's will be done.

He was called upon

to seize his destiny.

That church...

is my destiny.

-I'm here for my birthright.

-Just tell him, D.

I'm not gonna do that.

He will k*ll us.

Son, that is not

what I want to do.

It's time for you

to get realistic about

what's gonna happen

when you go to the cops

with a different story than me.

You think they're gonna take

your word for it over mine? Hmm?

No.

You're gonna be a suspect

in a criminal m*rder trial.

You wanna be a lawyer?

You ready to trust your destiny

in the hands of the criminal

justice system?

Or you tell me where she is,

and we can all just walk away

from this.

So, what,

you want me to trust you?

I've seen what happens

when people trust you.

No.

You've seen what happens

when people get in my way.

You're gonna get in my way?

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Leave them out of this!

I will take you to her.

I will take you to her

right now.

- Derek, no!

It's not

a negotiation, son.

You will tell me

where she is right now!

Last chance.

No.

-Fine.

-No! Don't!

Please.

This isn't over.

Ty... Tyon, Tyon.

Hands where I can see them.

Officer...

...this is a misunderstanding.

I need your help.

I'm a pastor.

Nah.

That's him.

Officer, listen to me.

Be very careful.

That guy and his friends

k*lled two people.

They've kidnapped a woman

- and we need to find her...

- Turn around.

Put your hands behind your head.

He tried to run me over

with a car.

-Look at me.

-I said, put your hands

behind your head.

You're gonna

believe him over me?

Put your hands

behind your head.

Are you a man of God?

Do it. Now.

You are.

I can see it in you.

And a man of God...

does not sh**t a pastor

in the back.

- Don't move!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Get down on the ground!

g*n!

God!

Call it in.

What time the dealership open?

Don't even matter, man.

I feel like if you're slick,

you could p...

sh*t.

Well,

after we sue the sh*t

out of Creekview,

you won't even need that job.

You can get any car you want.

Where you get that shirt from?

Coming through.

Hey.

Hey, how's it looking?

No bones,

no major arteries.

He's lucky.

All right.

Well, good. Look, nothing vital.

It's my leg, man.

-Everything's vital.

-Hey, look at me.

It's okay.

Yeah, this sh*t sucks,

but if anyone's gonna come back

better than they were before,

man, that's you.

Then it's just

part of the legend.

Big picture sh*t?

Big picture sh*t.

Can Julissa be my nurse?

Oh, boy.

Yeah, I got you, Ty.

Heard she's the best nurse

in the ward.

Smart move, right?

Smart move.

Hey, Derek?

These detectives would like

to have a word with you.

I think I'll call

my lawyer first, Officer.