05x21 - Homegirls

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[music playing]

Whoa!

Sweetie, are you OK?

Are you Whitney Houston?

No, no, no.

[chuckling] My name's Judy.

You look like Whitney Houston.

Well, thanks a lot, but--

TERESA: Is she bothering you?
- No, no.

Not at all.

Tiffany, I turn my back
on you one little second--

I didn't mean it.

Not easy having a
little sister, huh?

You know, there are days
I wish I could trade her in.

Except-- [smack]
you're my main girl.

Let's go.

Oh, thanks for
looking out for her.

No problem.

Bye, Tiffany.

Bye.

Make sure it's in there.

Thanks.

When is the box coming?

Well, it should
be coming soon.

Up we go.

Can I try on the
lipstick when we get home?

Sure, but you've got
to clean your room first.

TIFFANY: Oh, 'Resa.

You always say that.

Come here.

Mm.

[music playing]

Tiffany, get down!

[sh*ts f*ring]

[tires squealing]

[engine revving]

[tires squealing]

OK.

Now you stay with her, OK?

TERESA: [gasping] [whimpering]

Police.

Somebody call an ambulance.

It's all right.
You're not alone.

You're not alone.
It's OK.

- [gasping]
- It's OK.

You're not alone.

You're not alone.

It's OK.
It's OK.

Hang on.

Hang on.

TIFFANY: 'Resa!

Hang on.

[gasping]

It's OK.

[sirens wailing]

'Resa!

[sighing]

[theme music]

THEME SONG: We
never thought we'd

find a place where we belong.

Don't have to stand alone.

We'll never let you fall.

Don't need permission to
decide what you believe.

Ooh!

I said jump down on Jump Street.

I said jump down on Jump Street.

Your friends will be there
when your back is to the wall.

You'll find you need us, 'cause
there's no one else to call.

When it was hopeless, a
decision's what you need.

You'd better be ready
to-- be ready to jump!

Jump Street!

MAN: This appeal is going out--

Captain, I can't
give homicide one lead.

No make on the car,
no license, nothing.

Hey, you had the presence
of mind to protect that child,

Hoffs.

Let it go at that.

I want to go undercover
into this girl's g*ng,

see who their rivals are. 'Cause
that's who did the drive-by.

Thought you said she seemed
too nice to be in a g*ng.

AD's got a file on her.

Teresa Harris, Howard
Street Girls g*ng.

I spoke to Downtown.

They won't let me send
you in on just the m*rder.

Because it didn't happen
in the right neighborhood.

Well, there's a condition.

If I send you in, they want
you to take us to Raghib Moore.

That's great.

Who the hell is Raghib Moore?

MAC: Didn't read
your update memos.

Tenant th Street g*ng.

CAPTAIN: With ties
to Howard Girls.

Moore is fronting a g*n selling
operation-- a real arsenal.

And he sells to
Howard Street Girls?

AGU thinks he
sells to everyone.

They keep k*lling each other,
and he and his suppliers

get richer and richer.

You can go in and find
who sh*t your girl,

but you are there
to bring us Raghib.

You got it?

Got it.

MAC: Good.

Give me that.

[bell ringing]

Damn principal, making
us paint over our names.

Kapow!

Him and his clipboard.

Why don't you put
that thing away?

JOANN: Make him
think twice before he

messes with the Howard Girls.

Just put it away, all right?

Just love to get you arrested.

Pssh.

Chill, chill.

All right, let's
finish this up so we

can make it over to Raghib's.

Uh-oh.

He wants to sit down?

Wants to increase
our coke deals.

Double.

Yeah, right.

That's what he said last time.

Hey.

[clears throat]

Look, I don't want no trouble.

Then move on.

Look, my name Judy Owen.

What you want?

[scoffing] Same
thing y'all want.

Same thing everybody
wants-- to make some money.

I hear you girls
got it going on.

Thought maybe we could click up.

You got something to offer?

I was in this big
set back in Portland.

[scoffing] People's willing
to pay premium for anything

you want to sling-- dope, g*ns.

JOANN: What the hell
you talking about?

If you in a set, you
don't just leave.

My homies is cool with it.

She makes Nicole
here look tough.

Pssh.

Yeah, right.

I'm going to class.

Yo, punk.

Look what she did.

What kind of time you do?

[sighing] Six months in Youth
Authority, Grand Theft Auto.

And they didn't
even find the dope

I was slinging, 'cause I sewed
it up into the upholstery.

[laughing] They
didn't even know.

JOANN: Yo.

She can't just walk
in and hang with us.

We ain't gonna just jump you in.

You know.

You got an attitude.

SHAWANDA: Chill!

Just chill.

Right, JoAnn?

Weren't you listening before?

What did I tell you
our man wants, huh?

And we could use some help.

[paper rustling]

You think you can move this?

[paper rustling]

How much you looking to make?

$.

By : tonight.

CAPTAIN: $?

Are you crazy?

How else am I supposed to
get in tight with this g*ng?

CAPTAIN (ON PHONE): All right.

Give me the details.

OK.

It's going to go down about
:, th and Benson.

[sighing] Listen, have you
got anything on the g*ns yet?

JUDY (ON PHONE): Captain,
one thing at a time.

Talk to you later.

[click]

[music playing]

[siren]

- How you doing, honey?
- What's wrong with you, man?

Get against the car.
Let's go.

Hands on your head and
get against the car now.

What's wrong with you?
Got any warrant, man?

MAC: I don't need a warrant.

I got probable cause.

Got a little tin badge.

Think you so fly, hitting me up?

What do you got there, huh?
What's this?

Huh?

I made it sell
it Avon products.

Could I interest
you in buying some?

You work for Raghib Moore?

JUDY: Who?

MAC: All you homies do.

JUDY: I don't know no Raghib.

I don't know them either.

All right, there's
going to be no more

drug deals done on this corner.

You got it?
Now break it up.

Let's go.

Now break it up.

Let's go.

Break it up.

- There it is.
- [laughing]

That's right, girl.

That's how it's done.

Yeah.

You're cool.

I don't take
nothing from the man.

Mm.

Here you go.

Your $.

Well-- so who's Raghib?

Somebody you deserve to meet.

Think he's going to like you.

What's that for?

Nobody outside the set sees
where Raghib and his boys hang.

We'll take my car.

I'll make sure
it's nice and tight.

[music playing]

[knocking]

[rattling]

Hey, Cee Jay.

- Yo, Shawanda.
- Right.

Where Raghib at?

In the back, on the phone.

Oh.

All right.

Now kick back with the homies.

I got to talk business
with Raghib first.

Mm-mm.

Fine thing!

Let me introduce myself.

Dr. Cee Jay Smith.

You a doctor?

CEE JAY: Chemist.

Got my PhD on the streets.

Ragh took me
straight to the gold.

[snickering]

You are seriously flawed.

Yo, Cee Jay, you are loaded.

Move over here.

Homeboys been up two
days celebrating a deal, so

don't mind that.

I ain't worried about him.

Now a song for the Homegirls.

JoAnn's first.

She didn't believe it.

Now you, Nicole.

You need some.

Come on.

It'll make you feel good.

Baby, homies gotta do some.

I don't want it.

Maybe she don't feel like it.

Sometimes I don't feel like it.

JOANN: Yo, she's just
a crybaby for Teresa.

Yeah, you right.

I cried.

You got us.

Pssh.

Yeah, right.

What do y'all care?

Nobody's even
sorry about Teresa.

Yo, you better watch
your mouth, Nicole.

Come on, kick back.

You with your set.

The only thing that'll
make me feel good

is Teresa right
here, alive again.

Look, we told you once.

Do we need to remind you again?

Teresa that homegirl
that got smoked?

How'd you know about Teresa?

JUDY: [scoffing] I
moved into the hood.

I got ears.

Y'all got a bathroom round here?

RAGHIB: Yo, homegirl.

You dissin' my clothes?

SHAWANDA: [giggling] No.

[click]

[music playing]

RAGHIB: What are you doing?

Oh, I--

I was just looking
for the bathroom.

Man, this is sweet.

You must be Judy.

Heard you did all right today.

I always do all right.

Ooh, the girl
is straight home.

The question is, who is she?

I broke it down with Shawanda.

RAGHIB: No.

I mean if Wanda jumped you in,
how dedicated would you be?

These things take time.

Would you die
for your homegirls?

We ain't even been
through a w*r yet.

[scoffing]

RAGHIB: Let's say one of the
Howard Girls gets smoked,

and somebody from that
other set says the hell

with your dead homegirl.

And then names that girl.

Shows her disrespect
when she's dead.

Would you k*ll for that?

That's fundamental.

You talk a big game.

JUDY: Works both ways.

I've got to prove, but hey.

Everybody gotta prove.

RAGHIB: Oh, yeah?

Using what?

Hopefully one of
these semi-automatics

you got right here.

Yo, Shawanda.

We should all go over to
Judy's place sometime.

Maybe.

Yo, man.

What's people do
doing in the room?

Getting out.

Like I told Shawanda,
I got customers.

I mean, you ever want
to move these g*ns,

or you got a surplus, we
could make crazy money.

Such big talk.

We'll see down the road.

[sighing]

I'll say this once.

You knock boots with Raghib,
it'll be the last time

you get it on with anyone.

We clear?

As ice.

[sighing]

What you think?

I think the girl's
just your type.

Yeah, she's fine all right.

But I don't buy it.

Let her in.

Let her trip herself up.

[music playing]

[door shuts]

[helicopter whirring]

Let me get this straight.

You saw the g*ns, but you
don't know where you saw them.

It's kind of hard with
a blindfold on, Captain.

[laughing] Downtown
gonna love that one.

Well, there weren't enough
g*ns for the kind of operation

you're talking about, anyway.

He must have them
stashed somewhere else.

Yeah, well, then you're
going to have to set

a deal for a buy with him.

I know that.

Don't you always say
that patience is the most

important part of undercover?

What are you reading?

Just trying to brush up
on this g*ng slang article.

I don't understand what
they're saying half the time.

Think any of them
said who k*lled Teresa?

Well, one of the
girls, Nicole--

she was Teresa's best friend.

She wants to talk,
but JoAnn won't

let her say a word in front of
me, not until I'm jumped in.

Come again?

A full-fledged member.

Oh.

JUDY: Captain, you are aware
of what they're going to expect

from me for initiation?

They're going to want
me to take someone out.

What?

k*ll someone.

Yeah.

Yeah, we anticipated that.

[sighing] You said
they used s, right?

Well, let's hope it doesn't
come to this, but if it does--

had ballistics rig
this up for you.

Use it wisely.

And you're right.

Be patient.

[music playing]

This Teresa's house?

Yeah.

Her little sister's
usually playing out front.

SHAWANDA: Come on, y'all.

We gotta go pay respects
to our homie's family.

Hey, why don't y'all go.

I mean, I wasn't
even in the set.

You're with us today.

Let's go.

[car doors opening]

[car doors shutting]

[car door shuts]

[knocking]

What do you want, Shawanda?

To tell you we're
sorry about Teresa.

OK, you said it.

We also wanted to
check about the funeral.

I mean, you got a right to
tell us how you want things.

I have a right?

Yeah.

I mean, whether or not you
want us to wear colors or not.

Whether we can put something
in the coffin, you know?

Like in memory from the g*ng.

I want you to stay as
far away from Teresa's

funeral as possible.

You forced her to
be in your g*ng,

and now I'm burying
her because of it.

SHAWANDA: [scoffing]
You don't get it.

But that's all right, because
'Resa was our family too.

I'll be in the car.

[sighing] All right.

That's all I came to say.

I won't bother you no more.

Mama, who's here?

They're just leaving, sugar.

Mama, that's the
lady in the store.

Lady?

I like that, but uh--

I don't know you, little girl.

But Mama, I remember her.

No offense, ma'am, but your
little girls is like loped

or something, you know?
- Come on, Tiffany.

There's nothing more
to say to their kind.

[door shuts]

Yo, Raghib called it.

[car engine slowing]

[click]

Hey, y'all.

Why don't we go after that
set that k*lled Teresa?

SHAWANDA: Could be any set.

But you had to
have a beef with one.

I bet it was
the Euclid Street.

How about you, Shawanda?
Don't you?

Shut up.

NICOLE: Or how
about the Trays?

Shut up.

JUDY: Chill out, Shawanda.

The girl's upset about
what happened back there.

JOANN: Why didn't you tell
us what happened back there?

And I don't mean about Nicole.

I'm getting sick and tired of
breaking things down for you.

You ever play
Russian roulette?

Get that thing out of my face.

What was the name of
your set in Portland?

I said, get it out of my
face before I knock it out.

Now what is this?

I think JoAnn's worried
about your heart--

your loyalty.

[scoffing] Well,
that's a big joke.

Your homegirl got smoked,
and all y'all can do

is sit around here and front.

Why don't you get out there
and take care of business?

[door rattling]

Might as well not
even be in a set.

[door slams]

[door shuts]

Oh, yeah?

What are you going
to do without a set?

Between the other sets and
the other guys and the cops,

we ain't got a chance.

Someday I'm gonna go solo.

[laughing]

You hear her?

What are you going to
do, move to the suburbs?

Well, I don't have
it planned out yet,

but one day I'm gonna
get out of the hood.

They'll never let you.

American dream ain't for us.

We had this homie.

She got herself in a
nice, big university.

You know what she found
written on the front

her pretty dormitory door?

"n*gg*r, go home."

[sighing]

Oh, yeah.

Racism is alive and
thriving out there.

She came back to the hood.

It's where you belong.

It's one place where
you in control.

What?

What are you looking at?

Oh, I just see
why you the leader.

JOANN: Come on.
Hurry up.

I want my dinner.

About this girl--

I don't know how to set
things straight with her.

Truth is, I'd be more
worried about Raghib.

He don't buy you.

And he's even
crazier than JoAnn.

[car door opens]

[students chattering]

Hey, Nicole.

What happened to you?

Nothing.

Does that nothing hurt?

I ran into a door.

JUDY: That Teresa?

Yeah.

Can't see the scar.

What scar?

Well, some homies--

we got into a little
rumble with another set.

Teresa got cut pretty bad.

She cried all night.

Thought her school picture
was going to be ruined.

So I took her into the
bathroom and I fixed

her hair so it wouldn't show.

You do nice work.

Thanks.

I was thinking about going
to beauty school, you know?

Me and Teresa both were, but--

Well, you could still go.

I mean, I don't care
what your homies say.

No.

g*ng's forever.

JoAnn come by to
remind you about that?

Man, why don't you-- why don't
you let me be your friend?

Look.

My last friend d*ed, remember?

Do you know who k*lled her?

Do the others know
who k*lled her?

Look, look.

We got our own timing
for everything.

Well, that's
what Shawanda says.

But is that what you say?

JoAnn has a serious
problem with you, OK?

And I ain't with that.

So why don't you
just leave me alone?

[locker slams]

JUDY: Yeah.

I'm in some guidance
counselor's office at lunchtime,

so I gotta talk fast.

That's right.

They b*at Nicole up.

They cut her eye real bad.

Mac should definitely bring
her in for questioning.

She's vulnerable.

What else?

JUDY (ON PHONE):
Check out The Euclid

Street Girls and the Trays.

Their names came up
as possible rivals.

All right, done.

What about Raghib?

This man is more secretive
than the CIA, Captain.

He's keeping me at a distance.

CAPTAIN (ON PHONE):
Yeah, all right.

Put position in for
that g*n-by ASAP.

All right.
I will.

I will.
I'm trying--

RAGHIB: Nice office.

Dad, I'm telling you.

I told you I would pay you back.

JUDY (ON PHONE): What--

I-- how many times do I gotta--

Do I have to stand
here and tell you again?

I told you, I'll pay you back.

[scoffing]

JUDY (ON PHONE): All right.

I-- I'll talk to you later.

[click]

Raghib.

Thought you quit
school, my brother.

My homegirl said that
I could find you here.

Said I could come see for
myself if you was real or not.

RAGHIB (OVER PHONE):
I guess it's no

secret I don't think you are.

[scoffing] Man, I laid off
$ worth of powder for you.

What more do you want?

SHAWANDA: We just found out it
was the Trays that smoked

Teresa, so we gonna retaliate.

And you gonna be the sh**t.

That's cool.

When?

One hour.

An hour?

JOANN: What's the matter, Owens?

You scared?

Where's it gonna go down?

SHAWANDA: There's
a cafe near Elm.

SHAWANDA (OVER
PHONE): You got you

a couple of little
lives hanging there.

It'll be take your pick.

Cafe near Elm?
Let's party.

Oh.

Just a moment.

You use this.

It's already loaded.

?
Uh-uh.

I got my own piece.

[click]

You'll use this one, or
you won't be going anywhere.

[music playing]

[scoffing] Bet.

[click]
[dial tone]

RAGHIB: Oh, wait.

Forgot my keys.

[phone beeping]

[click]

Wearing yellow.

That's the Trays.

Yo, do the tall ones.

JUDY: I already got
my girl picked out.

She tried to call herself
eyeballing me at the music

store the other night.

Take some of this, Owens.

The best way to do
this is to get crazy.

I don't wanna miss.

[doors squeak]

[doors slamming]

SHAWANDA: All right.

Remember, we get split
up, we meet at Raghib's.

This is crazy, all of you.

Yo, where you going?

SHAWANDA: What, baby homie
ain't ready to die if need be?

NICOLE: Look, you could
come cut my other eye out.

I'm out of here.
- Let her go.

We don't need her.

Come on.

[squeaking]

This is for Teresa.
[g*n f*ring]

[glass breaking]
[g*n f*ring]

[b*llet whistling]

[g*n f*ring]

[g*n f*ring]

[g*n f*ring]

[thump]

[music playing]

Ma'am--

All right, let's
get out of here.

Hey, police.

Hey, I'm gonna want
to talk to you.

Hey!

You OK, officer?

Yeah, but I want
my hazard pay.

I thought she was
sh**ting blanks.

OFFICER: The last ones, yeah.

The first two were
the real thing.

All right.
We gotta get out here.

Come on, before someone sees us.

Pim, pim, bam!

Trays blown away.

[clinking]

SHAWANDA: You are
officially a Howard

Street Gangster Girl now.

Word.

Baby smoked that Tray girl.
- Mm-hmm.

I proved.

When you gonna prove, Raghib?

Hey, you ready to
talk business so fast?

What can I say?

I likes money.

JOANN: That was the first
thing she said to us,

that she likes the money.

[laughing]

Mm.

Listen, I got
people who want g*ns.

All kinds.

Tell you what.

Why don't you and I
get together and, uh--

discuss things?

Anything you say.

How about we hook up
at Shawanda's house?

Why don't we see?

Smart move, Judy.

Us homegirls gotta
stick together,

you know what I'm saying?

Mm.

Look, I gotta
break out of here.

I'll check y'all homies later.

Later.

She made the right move.

Mm-hmm.

So, uh-- what's wrong?

I don't know.

It's like your soda.

Looks like the real thing,
tastes like the real thing,

but it ain't the real thing.

I know you, 'Wanda.

You always got a plan.

[students chattering]

- Yo, homie.
- Yo.

What up?

- You seen Nicole?
- Uh-uh.

Not since yesterday.

Why?

Just wondering.

Doesn't matter.

You and me are
going to Raghib's.

He's ready to talk
a g*n deal with you.

Maybe for today.

Oh, phat.

Where JoAnn at?

- She'll meet up with us.
- All right.

I'll catch up with you.

All right.

[coin rattling]

Capital Fuller, a
g*n deal's going down.

I'll call you when I know where.

I'll call you when I know where.

I gotta go.

[sighing] OK.

Listen, Nicole, I know there's
a lot to be scared of out there,

OK?

Man, you don't know nothing.

MAC: Then you tell me, OK?

Because of your homegirls?

Is that why?

Don't nobody care
about us but us.

Well, who cared
about Teresa, huh?

I wanna know.

I wanna know why you didn't
go after the sh**t.

I wanna know why you
went after some stranger.

It's not that simple.

MAC: Then draw me a picture.

It's too deep.

What, does a guy g*ng do it?
They strong arm you?

What?

First of all,
it wasn't no guys.

MAC: Then it was girls.
What girls, huh?

Euclid Street girls?

th Avenue girls?

The Tens?

Who did it, Nicole?

Who k*lled your
best friend, huh?

They did it, all right?

My set did it.

And you were in on it?

No.

Teresa and I didn't even
want to be in that g*ng.

They said it was for pride, for
protection, and that was fine.

But it was just slam
dunk for Raghib.

And then they wanted
us to smoke people.

Teresa wasn't having it.

She said if they
didn't cut her loose,

she would go to the police
and tell them who they smoked.

So they k*lled her, and they
made it look like a drive-by

by another g*ng.

So the cafe hit was
just a cover-up, then?

Will you testify to this?

[exhaling]

And end up like Teresa?

I don't suppose protective
custody means anything to you,

does it?

Man, you still
don't get it, do you?

Sooner or later, I have
to go back to my hood.

So I can't testify.

I will not testify.

All right.
Take a seat.

Yeah, Catherine.

It's me.

Listen, Hoffs is
with the sh**t.

Oh.

When is she supposed
to call back?

Yeah, I don't like it either.

OK.

[click]

[music playing]

JOANN: Hey there, little homie.

How you doing?

Mommy said not to talk to you.

That's OK.

I'll talk.

You pointed to one of
our girls the other day.

Said she was from the store.

What did you mean by that?

She was in the store
when Teresa got sh*t.

She's a police lady.

Police?

Uh-huh.

You sure?

Your phone working?

I'm gonna want
a dozen of these,

a couple dozen of these--

oh, and look at this one.

This is nice.

RAGHIB: Yeah.

That one's a best-seller.

Thanks for the tip.

Yeah.

Later.

[click]

That was JoAnn.

Our plans have changed a little.

All right.

Well then, y'all mind if
I call my buyer and tell

him things have changed?
- Yeah.

I mind.

[scoffing] Well, let's go.

Right.

NICOLE: Look, I
know the law, right?

You can't make me stay here.

I want to know where Raghib
keeps his weapons, Nicole.

It's not the same as
testifying, all right?

They k*lled a friend of yours.

You don't help me, they're
going to k*ll a friend of mine.

Maybe they didn't make her.

She would have called by now.

They could be k*lling
her right now.

[sighing]

East side pier-- a warehouse.

There's floors of them.

Which one?

I don't know.

I don't.

All right.

Captain, let's go.

[brakes squealing]

[doors slamming]

Look, I'm gonna have
to call my buyer if we

gonna move this stuff today.

Worry about
yourself right now.

Look, Shawanda, if
anything happens to me--

Don't waste your breath.

I'm taking you to the grave.

Let's go.

[thump]

[click]

These could have been yours.

[sighing] Why don't you
tell me what went down?

Let me explain things.

Check her pockets.

[car approaching]

[tires screeching]

Looks like Shawanda's
car, Captain.

Question is, what
floor are they on?

RAGHIB: Well.

Detective Judy Hoffs.

JOANN: Yo, I say we
smoke her right now.

[grunting]

They know I'm with you.

Tell her, Raghib.

RAGHIB: This is her party.

Besides, I ain't never been
able to control Shawanda anyway.

That why you sell
g*ns to her enemies?

Its business.

Is that OK with you, Shawanda?

I know it's not.

Shut up!

[clicks]

k*lling a cop is m*rder one.

Not if I don't get
caught, it ain't.

[sh*t fires]

Damn.

They're blanks.

CAPTAIN: Everybody
hold it right there.

Police!

MAC: All right, who wants
to hear their rights first?

- Against the wall.
- I need a w*apon, Mac.

Against the wall.

I need a w*apon.

Go, go, go.

Get up there.

Spread 'em.

Spread 'em!

Give it up, Shawanda.

It doesn't work.

Raghib will tell you that.

[sh*ts f*ring]

That's right, sh**t.

[sh*ts f*ring]

You can't just sh**t
people, Shawanda.

Anyone who crosses me--

[sh*ts f*ring]

JUDY: Did Teresa Harris
cross you, Shawanda?

Is that what happened?

You k*lled Teresa, didn't you?

Shawanda!

JoAnn did it.

JOANN: No, she did it.

[sh*ts f*ring]

You see what homegirl
really means, Shawanda?

You're all k*lling
and dying for nothing.

Now, put the g*n down.

You're just making
this worse on yourself.

I'm not going to lie to
you, Shawanda, and say you--

[sh*ts f*ring]

[thump]

[sirens approaching]

Talk to me, people.

OK!

MAC: Yo, Captain.

Lock your hands
behind your head.

[police radio chatter]

Don't matter if I go
to jail, 'cause I'll rule

from the inside.

Captain?

You do something for
me, I'll see what I can

do about getting you time off.

Guess you're glad
you didn't use all

your blanks at the cafe, huh?

Glad doesn't even
begin to tell it.

I must have cut
myself in there.

Anybody got a hanky?

Here.

Use this.

You can keep it.

[music playing]

Well, right now
I only wash hair,

but the owner said that
if I go to beauty school,

she'll try me out in the chair.

That's great.

And you're sure
everything else is OK?

Well, you know,
I don't get it.

You know, I told my homies
I was out of the set,

and they just let me go.

They could be making big
trouble for me from the joint,

but it's like--

I walk through the
hood with no problems.

Well, that's all
I wanted to hear.

You take care, OK, Nicole?

Wait a minute.

You did it, didn't you?

[exhaling] Man, how am I ever
going to pay you back for this?

Oh, it doesn't work that way.

Well, how does it work, then?

JUDY: Nicole, growing up,
I had a lot of breaks.

I cut you one.

All you gotta do is do
the same for someone else.

So you talking about
Teresa's little sister Tiffany.

Now you got it.

That's a fact.

BOTH: [laughing]

[music playing]

[theme music]

Jump!

Jump!

Jump!

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