[♪♪♪]
He's on his way.
I don't think this is cool.
You just lead him inside
and we'll get him.
He's never done anything to me.
Why are we doing this?
'Cause it'll be
funny as hell! Heh, heh.
Everybody knows Chauncey
has a crush on you.
It's the only way
to get him here.
[BELL DINGS]
[PEOPLE ON TV
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
Hot dog, please.
We don't have to do this
if you don't want to.
Derrick, you might be
my sister's boyfriend,
but you ain't her dad.
It'll be hella funny, right?
It's just a prank.
And plus, everybody knows
Ch-Ch-Chauncey is sp-sp-special.
You mean retarded.
GIRL 1:
What if we get caught?
You know, sometimes,
Miss Ghetto Goody Two-Shoes,
you make me sick.
It's Chauncey!
Everybody clowns him!
BOY 1:
Come on, let's do this.
Hide, fools!
[KIDS LAUGH]
Hi, Lisa.
What-What's up?
Can you help me
find my kitty?
She ran into this house,
and it's dark in there.
Anything for y-you, Lisa.
I think my kitty's
around here somewhere.
[DOOR SLAMS]
LISA:
Chauncey, run!
KIDS [CHANTING]:
Chauncey. Chauncey.
Chauncey. Chauncey. Chauncey.
Chauncey. Chauncey.
Chauncey.
No!
[BODY THUDS]
Amani?
No, please wake up!
[CRYING]
My sister... Is she dead?
[CHAUNCEY STAMMERING]
I-I didn't mean to.
They'll lock us up for this!
Not me.
I saw Chauncey do it.
Chauncey did it.
BOY 2:
Chauncey did it.
GIRL 2:
Chauncey did it.
[♪♪♪]
BOY 3:
It's either him or us.
[SIREN WAILING]
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
Wait, wait, wait a minute!
He didn't hurt nobody.
He would never hurt nobody!
Don't to this!
Don't do this! Please!
Please, don't take my son!
He's all I got! Chauncey!
You gonna pay
for what you did, boy.
I can't stand bullies.
Put him in the car.
I'm gonna get you!
[SOBBING]
Oh, my God!
[♪♪♪]
WOMAN:
Get away from my door!
I ain't got no money,
and I ain't buyin' nothin'!
I done told you to get away
from my door, now.
Chauncey.
Oh, my gosh, Chauncey! Oh!
I'm so happy to see you.
Chauncey, my gosh!
You look--
Come on in here, boy,
and let me wash you up
or something. Get in here.
[PANTING]
VOICES [CHANTING]:
Chauncey. Chauncey.
CHAUNCEY: I'm gonna get you!
[GASPS]
[KNOCKING]
You been taking your
medication, right?
Yes, Momma.
Okay, come get
something to eat
when you're ready
for school, okay?
[SIGHS]
[PILLS RATTLING]
You still haven't found
a dress you like
for the homecoming game?
You know you just got
two more days left.
I don't even know
why I'm bothering.
It's not like I'm gonna win
homecoming queen anyways.
Lisa, you are
just as qualified
as any of those other girls
that got nominated.
How? I'm not as popular
as most of them,
I'm not the prettiest, and I'm
certainly not the richest.
First of all,
you are gorgeous.
And you got something
that money can't buy.
You got a good heart, baby.
And that's worth more than
money or looks any day.
Believe that.
I got something for you.
Your daddy and I
want you to have this.
[SCOFFS]
Momma, I can't.
MR. WALKER:
Oh, yes, you can.
Would you stop yelling
from the bathroom
like you James
on Good Times?
But Momma, you and Daddy
are struggling
to make the bills. I can't.
We may not be able to afford
your college tuition,
but we can afford to get our
girl a new dress for homecoming.
You about to roll up there
and be the queen of the ball.
Thank you.
MR. WALKER:
Oh, you're welcome!
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
You got that cutie pie
Ty Reynolds rolling up
there with you.
Best wide receiver
in the city.
Oh, yeah.
Your daddy said he could go pro.
Ka-ching, ka-ching.
Look, I told you guys,
me and Ty, we're just friends.
Mmm.
I said that about
your daddy too
when we was in high school.
You see what happened.
[LAUGHS]
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
Oh, college notification?
It's from Spelman College.
Oh, cool. Good morning, baby.
What do they say?
I got in.
Yes!
But no scholarship.
[SIGHS]
Oh, baby girl.
Why you ain't
text me back? Hmm?
Who you been with
all morning?
I'll bet you it was
with that bitch Lisa.
You and I are not
together anymore. So bounce.
How many times
I gotta say sorry?
You know I still
love you, babe.
Mmm. Is that why
you cheated on me
with the quarterback
from Dorsey?
Everyone saw you.
It's all over Snapchat.
How many times
I have to tell you I was buzzed?
I gotta get ready.
Don't do this to us!
There's no more us, Gina.
Now let me go.
Gina Brown! Do I have to call
the cops again, young lady?
This ain't over.
[SCOFFS]
Son, you got up to 50,000 views
of your online receiving reel.
Every college scout
from Howard to Stanford's
gonna be watching you
this weekend.
This your ticket out of here.
Don't let these little
hood rats ruin your future.
Look, don't even worry
about it, Pops. I got this.
GINA:
I ain't a hood rat!
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
[SINGING WITH RADIO]
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
♪ When you talk slow
When your eyes are lit ♪
♪ Drop it low
Don't come back up ♪
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
♪ Knows just what
I'm thinkin' of ♪
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
[MUMBLES]
[CHUCKLES]
Yes! Stacked!
HOST [ON RADIO]:
Number one artist, hello!
He will be here tomorrow
in Big Boy's neighborhood.
We're talking about on-air,
all the way live.
An interview right here at
the station, and now, listen,
this our first on-air
interview with Unique,
so be sure
to tune in at 4 p.m.
Now, if you in the L.A. area,
then I need you to come down
and show up to the station
and show some Cali love
for Unique
while he's hanging out
in the neighborhood.
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
Another day.
I miss you, sis.
[IMITATING AMANI]
I miss you too.
[SIGHS]
♪ Tell me
What's your priority? ♪
♪ Priority
What's your priority? ♪
♪ Is it honey
Or you want to be seen? ♪
♪ Do you want to be seen?
Do you want to be seen? ♪
♪ Pretty lights
With the city of fame ♪
[PANTING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY ON HEADPHONES]
[♪♪♪]
Oh!
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
Goddamn, girl!
[IN ENGLISH]
What are you doing here
so early, Eddie?
Your grandmother told me she was
hooking it up with breakfast.
You know this whole thing
of you being my boyfriend
means you don't have
to be a stalker.
You hit me hard.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
[IN ENGLISH]
Come on, you big baby,
let's get you food.
♪ Westside, oh my
Give it up one time ♪
♪ Now give it up
Two times ♪
♪ Now let me see
Them peace signs ♪
♪ Peace life for life
Yeah, I'm back on lock ♪
♪ Westside, westside
Give it up one time ♪
♪ I'm back
In a major way ♪
♪ Got a swagger
I just got paid today ♪
♪ Yeah
I'm down for my city... ♪
Check, check.
This one goes out
to all the real lovers
in the house,
and to my one special true love,
I got one question...
Will you go
to homecoming with me?
[CLICKS TONGUE]
So wack.
Hey, um... You wanna go
to homecoming together?
[CLICKS TONGUE]
Oh, man.
Baby, you, me, homecoming.
Let's get this thing popping.
[LAUGHING]
Boy, is that all you got?
Come on, Mom, can I
get some privacy, please?
You get some privacy
when you pay some bills.
Now, hurry up, Mac Daddy.
Don't be late for school.
Yes, Mom.
♪ Now give it up
Two times ♪
♪ Now let me see
Them peace signs, Peace life ♪
♪ For life
Represent your tribe ♪
♪ Westside, oh, my
Give it up one time ♪
♪ Now give it up
Two times ♪
Let me see that. Oh!
What? That ain't Dee, though.
I never seen you with her.
She ain't never came outside--
Wait. What up, coz?
I'm late for school.
Relax, coz, we just
gonna hold 'em for you.
Come on, Eazy,
I got to get to class.
I like these.
Think you something,
you got your soldier
backpack--
What the fuck?
I'll blow your head off
if you've scuffed up my Chucks!
You crazy or some shit? Huh?
Hey, he must be.
Check out his gear.
Shit looks like it's straight
from the Goodwill or some shit.
We got a problem, nigga?
[SIREN WAILING DISTANTLY]
[♪♪♪]
This motherfucker's retarded.
Let me chill out, man.
I'm-I'm crazy today.
Chauncey?
Oh, man!
Hey, get out of here, man.
Get the fuck outta here.
Filming this shit.
With your skinny jeans.
♪ I don't think
They care about us ♪
♪ I don't think
They care about us ♪
[BELL RINGS]
GIRL: Hey, girl.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet
Compton High's homecoming queen,
Lisa Walker.
Aw.
I don't think that's how
it's gonna turn out.
You never know.
You better watch your back,
or you just might not
make it to the dance.
Why do you always act like
you're auditioning
for Love & Hip Hop?
Does that girl
just wake up with drama?
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Ooh! I like that skirt
you got on, girl! Ha!
Guess who is about to be at Big
Boy tomorrow after school?
BOTH:
Who?
Unique!
[SCREAMS]
Oh, my God.
Girl, he is so fine!
I love his new song,
"Hoochie Love."
Yo, that song is mad corny,
though. Like...
GIRLS [IN UNISON]:
Hater!
You feel me with this?
I don't know. Hey, hey!
My peoples, what's good?
My parents are going
out of town this weekend,
so you already know
what time it is.
Party at my crib.
Pre-homecoming turn-up.
You ready to get a little...
How we get down!
You already know it ain't
no party without D-R-E!
What you thought?
Dre, stop playin', nigga.
You know my rules, no running in
my schoolyard or my courtyard.
Whatever.
Get to class.
Mr. Hurd
a gangsta for real.
ALL:
Yeah!
Guys, guys. I just saw...
He's back...
What? What?
Yo, what are you
babbling about?
Calm down, Derrick.
Who's back?
Chauncey. Chauncey Page.
[BELL RINGS]
[♪♪♪]
TEACHER:
I know you guys
don't want to hear it,
but I need you to read chapters
6 through 7 over the weekend.
Do questions one through five.
They will not take you long.
And now, um, it's time
to pass out your midterms,
and I am proud to announce there
was one A-plus in the class,
and it went to Ty Reynolds.
[SOFTLY]
Thank you.
[COUGHS]
Punk-ass teacher's pet.
Do better on the next one.
[BELL RINGS]
Have a happy homecoming
weekend, guys.
[STUDENTS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]
Derrick, I want to talk
to you after class.
Meet us in
the lunchroom, okay?
So is there something going on
that I should know about?
What you mean?
I mean the decline
in your grades this semester.
You have gone
from an 80 percent average
in this class to a 65 percent.
How 'bout these percentages...
The number one cause of death
among young black men
from 15 to 34? Murder.
Ninety-three percent
of murder victims
are killed by someone
who shares their race,
and according to the CDC,
last year, young black men
from 15 to 34
were 10 times more likely
to die of murder
than whites
of the same age group.
So what? You're gonna tank
your entire senior year
and let the ills of the world
determine your fate?
My point is, my fate has
already been decided for me.
You done?
What a waste.
DERRICK:
Ridiculous.
Nonsense.
You got five minutes?
Look at all this.
Forget that. You DJing
my party this weekend?
Oh, man, you already know.
Okay, then.
Yeah, especially if Kim
will save me a dance.
Could we just focus on
what's most important right now?
Chauncey.
Yo, you sure
it was really him?
Sure looked like
Chauncey to me, man.
[♪♪♪]
KIM:
I can't believe they just
let him out like that.
He killed my sister.
Because of us.
Hey, don't say that, okay?
It was an accident.
What up, bustas?
Ty, I thought you wanted
to meet, alone.
Yo, Gina, Dre.
Y'all gotta check this.
So? Who the crackhead?
That's Chauncey Page, man.
Y'all play too much. I'm out.
He's not joking.
I don't give a fuck!
If Chauncey back
and want to get at us
for some old-school shit,
I got something
waiting for his ass.
Yeah, well, keep it down, Dre.
Chauncey got y'all actin'
like scared-ass bitches.
Yo, shut the hell up, man.
What? What you gonna do
about it, pretty boy?
Stop puttin' us on blast
before I shut you up.
Oh, so now your punk ass
wanna act hard, huh?
Better save that shit for Lisa's
virgin ass on Saturday night.
KIM: Oh!
What's up, boy? What's up?
Hey, hey!
Get off me, sir!
He hit me first!
You kids go back,
finish your lunch.
You, let's take a walk, man.
You okay?
I'm fine.
What are we gonna
do about this?
Nothin'.
Mm. Now, that...
That was sexy.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY ON TV]
[EXHALES]
Ah. So you out of jail now,
huh, killer?
What?
[♪♪♪]
Sit down.
I said sit down, kid.
You know, I know your whole
story, Andre Dixon.
Mom's and Pop's both bankers.
Bought a nice home out in
Baldwin Hills. Real bougie.
Here you are, actin' like
you an Inglewood gangsta.
You ain't no hard rock, boy.
'Bout as hard as my dick.
So what? I'll still
whoop your old ass.
You know, when I got
out of the military,
I taught schools in Chicago,
New York, Detroit...
and I came across a lot of
young thugs, like you.
Tryin' to be a man
before their time.
You a man?
Take your best shot.
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
And I'm tired of you
triflin'-ass, pants-saggin',
weed-smokin' little Negroes
tryin' to be hard.
Your mama worked too hard
for that bullshit, Andre.
Do you know why?
Huh? Do you know
why I gotta act hard?
Do you?
So I can walk down the street
and not have to worry about
a Blood or a Crip
trying to kill me.
Or some punk-ass police
lookin' to kill me.
Or a group of hoods tryin'
to punk me.
I have to act hard to survive.
[SIGHS]
Young brother,
young brother.
This is how you survive,
young brother.
Right here.
Can I go now?
Yeah, you can go.
I don't want to have
this conversation again.
[HIP-HOP PLAYING
ON STEREO]
Ladies, this dance
sets the stage
for all that the Compton High
homecoming queen symbolizes.
Nice. Put the crown on.
Pride, beauty,
honesty, virtue
and intelligence.
Now, if any of you
feel that
you're not capable
of representing that,
then you should decline your
homecoming nomination right now.
Okay. That's what I thought.
Put the crown on. Okay, smiles.
Personality, ladies.
You're looking dead.
Let's go. Energy, energy.
Seven, eight.
Hips. Hips. Hips.
Perfect. Keep your spacing.
Pose.
No, you gotta keep
that final pose.
Take it again, from the kiss.
Seven, eight.
Nice.
Hips. Hips.
[SCREAMS]
[SIGHS]
You know what?
Take five, ladies,
while I get these fellas
out of the gym.
Seriously?
Gina, no. Come on, let's go.
You need to get in line.
Fellas, we got the gym
for 20 more minutes.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Hello? Who's there?
Hey!
[♪♪♪]
[SCREAMS]
Ladies, stop! Gina, stop!
Get off of her! Stop!
Gina!
Back! What the hell
is this all about?
She just came in
and attacked me.
Why?
She thinks I stole her man.
Is this true?
Why, you want him too?
'Cause everybody knows
you fuck seniors.
Gina, get your stuff
and get the hell out of here.
Wait, what?
You're out
of the competition.
What?
No, no, no! This is my shot!
No. Goodbye.
You bitch. Move!
Lisa, let's get back to work.
And you fellas, get out of here.
Hey, you okay?
No.
Look, come here, come here.
It's all right.
Look, I gotta go.
See you later?
[SIGHS]
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[♪♪♪]
VOICES [CHANTING]:
Chauncey! Chauncey! Chauncey!
Chauncey! Chauncey!
Chauncey did it.
Get in. We need to talk.
Okay, um...I'll take this.
Yo, what's wrong with you?
[SIGHS]
Yo, can I ask you
a question?
What?
You really think Chauncey
back in the hood?
I don't know. I mean, Derrick's
the only one that's "seen" him.
You ever, you know,
think about that day?
Sometimes.
What, you scared?
Of Chauncey? Hell no!
Shit!
So then can we stop
all this Chauncey gossip?
Look, now, I know you got
a serious beef with Ty.
Oh, I can't stand that
bitch-ass pretty boy.
And I ain't got
no love for Lisa.
So I was, uh...
I was thinking, maybe we could
hook up, figure something out.
[LAUGHS]
All right, then.
But, uh, what about
after this, you know?
What if we hook up, someday?
Ew. Don't get it twisted.
Boy, this is strictly
about vengeance.
[HIP-HOP PLAYING ON STEREO]
Ew, that's disgusting.
Lost your damn mind, man.
Damn, $20 cash
for a rock, man!
Get the fuck outta
here with that burrito!
Hold up, I need
to take a leak.
[DOG BARKING]
[FLY UNZIPS]
[♪♪♪]
Mother-- What you doin', man?
Hey, yo, beat his ass!
[BONES CRACK]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANS]
Where's my-- Oh, shit!
How'd you get my strap?
Hey, look, coz,
I wasn't gonna kill you, man.
Come on, man,
I wasn't gonna kill you.
Go ahead, man.
Squeeze that shit.
Shit. I knew you was a bitch.
[GROANING]
Oh, fuck!
[♪♪♪]
[DOGS BARKING]
[SOBBING]
[SCREAMS]
[PANTING]
MAN [ON PA]:
Attention, students.
The west wing will be
under construction
for the next two weeks.
Our new west wing will be
unveiled November second...
Guess who.
Oh. You look like you
were up all night.
I was.
The nightmares again.
I thought you said you were
getting meds for that.
They're not working
anymore.
Yo! Who wants to come with me
after school down to Big Boy
to stalk Unique
for some hoochie love?
She's gonna ask him to be
her homecoming date
and post it on the 'Gram.
Unique? Kim, he is so corny!
Eddie, you are so corny!
[ALL LAUGH]
That sounds like a plan,
I guess.
I love you.
Yo, y'all see what happened
to Eazy Hicks on Snapchat?
No.
TY: What?
They posted him dead
last night.
TIFFANY:
Oh, shit.
Now, I saw Chauncey
in his face yesterday...
You think Chauncey killed him?
DERRICK:
Maybe.
Maybe one of us is next.
We should go to the police.
RONNY: And tell 'em what?
Because we lied on Chauncey
four years ago, he's after us?
I can't live
through this again.
What? Are y'all
for real right now?
I'm the one
who lost my sister.
Can we stop talking
about this?
No police, okay?
Fine. No police.
[BELL RINGS]
I'll see you guys
after school.
[COACH YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
[♪♪♪]
COACH:
Yeah, dig in! Dig in!
Come on, now!
One unit! One unit!
Dig in!
♪ You know my game ♪
♪ Riding for them commas
On the comma train ♪
♪ Comma club, comma, comma
Comma club ♪
[♪♪♪]
I'm sorry.
You sound like one of those
paranoid white girls
in a scary movie.
Boo!
[LAUGHING]
[COUGHS]
Oh!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I apologize.
So... Ahem.
Have you actually seen
Chauncey Page since his release?
No. But my friend
recorded a video
of him
walking down the street.
A video?
Has Chauncey Page made
any direct contact with you
or any of your friends
since his release?
No. But--
Okay, so let me
get this straight.
Chauncey Page comes home...
after serving four years
in juvie,
and the first thing he does
is stalk you and your friends
on homecoming weekend.
Look, it's--
Ah-ah. Ah.
Chauncey did the crime,
and he served the time.
I can't just run around
pointing fingers at people
without concrete evidence,
unless there's something
you're not telling me.
[SIGHS]
I did hear
that Chauncey got into it
with Eazy Hicks yesterday.
The same guy they found dead
on 30th Street last night.
Wait, where'd you hear that?
The streets talk
every day, Detective.
You just gotta listen.
Okay.
I'll check him out,
only if you promise me you'll
forget about Chauncey Page
and start enjoying your
homecoming weekend. Huh?
Deal.
You look so hot.
He's gonna notice you.
Hey, we waited 30 minutes
after school.
Mm-hmm.
We called, we text--
Sorry, homeys,
I left my debit card
at home this morning.
My phone died after I took
an Uber after school to get it.
Girl, we had
to give you the deuces.
I told you, nobody is standing
in the way of me and Unique.
TIFFANY:
Yeah, man, that's messed up.
MAN:
Unique, I love your story,
and the reason why
I love your story
is because
it's one of those
"started from the bottom,
now I'm here" type of stories.
Yeah. I ain't goin' back,
either.
I heard that.
No disrespect to the hood,
but if you really from the hood,
you never tryin' to go back.
Let me ask you this,
though.
What about your fans
still in the hood?
Man, I say, uh, I made it out,
so you can too.
True story.
If you a little lady,
I'll come get you out for
a little bit of that, uh...
♪ Hoochie love ♪
They have females that ran up
here to see you today too, man.
Come see me.
What that feel like?
Hey, it feel good.
I wouldn't know
what it feels like, man.
Sometimes the parking attendant
meet me in front,
See, singers,
y'all get that, man.
I been doin' this
radio thing, brother.
I don't have what you have.
We just gotta let it do it...
I would make an album,
but I can't sing
and nobody would buy it.
My bad for how
I was acting earlier.
News about Chauncey,
it just got to me.
Can we please stop talking about
Chauncey and just focus?
O-M-G.
[ALL SCREAMING]
Oh, my God! I love you, Unique!
Oh, my God!
[CHUCKLES]
Yo, babe.
Where was you when I was
shootin' my first video?
Can you show me
some hoochie love, Unique?
Why don't you show me
what you workin' with?
♪ Let's rock 'n' roll
Let's have it ♪
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
All right, damn, girl.
But check this--
About to hit the studio.
You wanna roll?
Oh, my God, yes! Yes!
Okay, wait. Wait, wait.
How old are you?
I just turned 18 last month.
[LAUGHS]
Cool.
[GIGGLING]
♪ Drop it low
Don't come back up ♪
I just have to say good-bye
to my girls real quick.
Deuces! Ha!
Oh, my God.
[BOTH LAUGH]
What just happened?
[RAP PLAYING INDISTINCTLY
ON STEREO]
'Sup?
Hey.
You ready for this epic party?
Now I'm just thinking,
"Will I ever get out of here?"
What, you still worried
about Chauncey?
Maybe a little.
Listen, let's just--
Let's just try and have
a good night tonight, okay?
I need a break from reality
just for a few hours.
Is that cool?
Okay.
All right.
♪ I been on my way up ♪
♪ In the streets everyday
Hey, tryin' to get paid ♪
♪ New to the game
I'm a playa... ♪
Come into my homeboy's party.
Mm, sorry, bae, I don't do
hood parties anymore.
Mm-mmm. Well, look, I don't
give it up on the first date.
[CHUCKLES]
But... But...
if you take me to my
homecoming dance tomorrow,
we'll see what
happens on a second date.
Me?
At a homecoming dance
at Compton High?
Yeah, I don't think so, baby.
Come on.
The internets will love it.
Worked for Drake when he took
that 'Bama chick to prom.
Got, like, a million views.
Sold a million records too.
♪ Let's rock 'n' roll
Let's have it ♪
Yeah, let's do it.
[SQUEALS]
Okay, look, just you and me.
No bodyguards, no security.
It'll be like a real date.
Yeah.
All right, superstar.
[♪♪♪]
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
♪ You should see the look
On your face ♪
♪ Babe, show me whatcha
Got it comin' for ♪
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
♪ I ain't gotta be
A place to crash no more ♪
♪ You should see the look
On your face ♪
Yo, hurry up,
I gotta take a piss!
♪ Now I got a Daddy
That can turn me hard ♪
♪ If you people
Wanna give it more ♪
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
♪ You should see the look
On your face ♪
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
♪ You should see the look
On your face ♪
[PEOPLE CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]
Hey, yo, I swear, for a moment
it felt like I forgot about
the game tomorrow.
Don't sweat it.
You got this, remember?
Right, right. All right.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
'Sup?
[CHUCKLES]
Hey.
You wanna hit this?
Come on, hit this.
Okay, maybe just a little.
♪ Come on back to my place ♪
♪ Without nobody watchin'
It's just you and me ♪
♪ You should see the look
On your face ♪
♪ Somebody better
Work the floor ♪
[BELCHES]
Damn!
[LAUGHS]
Excuse me. Sorry.
Yo, Ronny.
What's up?
Why you all up in
my girl's face?
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
[IN ENGLISH]
Stop.
We're out of here.
Tiffany, let's go.
What? No. I'm not
gonna let you ruin
my last homecoming weekend.
If you want to leave,
you can leave.
Hey, come get
this for me, man.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Get him out of here.
Just go.
RONNY: Shut up, man.
TIFFANY: Just go.
[IN ENGLISH]
I'm gonna get you, Ronny!
Girl, I cannot believe you
just dissed Eddie like that.
Ah, who cares about Eddie?
Girl, you know Ronny
is looking good!
[BOTH LAUGH]
Go ahead, girl.
Yo, listen up.
So I'm gonna slow it down
for all the real lovers
in the house.
[CHUCKLES]
[WOMAN VOCALIZING]
♪ Baby, baby... ♪
Hey, you wanna dance?
Mm-mmm. Derrick, I am not
feeling this right now.
[R&B SONG CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY]
Hey.
Hey, this one's for the 'Gram.
[♪♪♪]
[SOFTLY]
Fuck!
♪ All of my teeth
Made of gold ♪
♪ All of my teeth
Made of gold ♪
♪ All of my thoughts
Made of gold ♪
Go after him!
Come on, I'm right here.
Where you at, motherfucker?
Where you at? Huh?
Where you at?
What's going on, bro?
Back up, man.
No...
Where you at?
Chill out,
before somebody get hurt.
Ronny, put the bat down.
Please?
You should not be drinking
if you can't handle your liquor.
Ronny, just relax, okay?
Come on, let's just go inside.
Okay? Come on.
Let's just go back inside.
RONNY:
Damn, my phone.
♪ I feel like a king
In my gold ♪
♪ I feel like a king
At my show ♪
♪ Act like she don't know
But she know ♪
♪ You sayin'
Both with the gold ♪
♪ I run it up
Run it up, run it up ♪
♪ Make the world flip
Like a tumbler ♪
Yo, they the last two. Don't
let nobody else in. Nobody!
Gangsta's in
the house now, girl!
Hey. Hey. What's good, bro.
Ronny said can't
let y'all in.
Now, what?
Oh, no. No, we comin' up
in this bitch. 'Scuse me.
[GUNSHOTS]
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
[LAUGHING]
Fools actin' scared
over a cap gun!
All right, come on,
let's go. Let's get out.
[SIREN WAILING]
I have to get a scholarship
somewhere, even if it's partial.
I'll work three jobs if I have
to, but I gotta get out of here.
Listen, if I get that
scholarship and go to the NFL,
I'm coming back here,
and I'm gonna get you. I swear.
That's sweet, Ty,
but I can't depend on that.
[SIGHS]
I just feel like if I don't
get out after we graduate,
I'm gonna be stuck
here forever.
[SIGHS]
It seem like
everything in the world
is trying to keep us
in the hood,
and we all just
tryin' to get out.
Yeah, before it takes us out.
Look, I would never let
anything happen to you.
Ever.
MR. WALKER:
Say goodnight, Lisa.
[SIGHS]
I had better get inside.
Yeah.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
I'm gonna see you
on the field tomorrow. Okay?
Mm-hmm.
Good luck.
Thanks, homey.
[DOOR CLOSES]
You know, Dre and Gina
some haters.
I'm sorry they
ruined everything.
It's all good.
But, um, thanks
for walking me home.
It's all good.
Wait, Ronny, um,
this is happening way too fast.
What about Eddie?
What about Eddie? Huh?
Um...so why'd you run out into
the street with a bat, anyway?
I don't... I don't know.
I was just--
I was faded. You know?
Okay, um...
So text me when you get home?
How am I gonna text you?
Broke my phone in the street.
You saw it.
[CHUCKLES]
I'm gonna see you tomorrow,
right?
Save a dance for me?
Wait,
you don't have a date?
Come on, why would I bring
sand to the beach?
I'll be waiting on you,
all right?
Can't wait.
[EXHALES]
[RUSTLING]
[♪♪♪]
Come on.
Oh, shit.
[GROANS]
[COUGHS]
[FLESH SQUELCHING]
[BLOWS]
♪ We winnin'
Y'all losin' ♪
[ALL CHEERING]
[PLAYERS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]
Whoo!
♪ I don't ever lose ♪
[CHEERING]
Listen up, gentlemen.
Now, half the game's over.
And what that means for many
of you, it's your last half
of your last homecoming game!
Now, how you wanna remember
this day 20 years from now?
As winners or losers?
PLAYERS:
Winners!
You're goddamn right!
That's why we gonna keep
throwin' the ball to Ty.
You're the golden goose, son.
I got this, Coach.
Now, let's get out there,
get the victory,
and secure your future
as winners!
Now bring it in.
On my count. One, two, three!
ALL:
Compton High!
Let's go! Let's go!
Come on, now. Hold on, son,
hold back a minute.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I want you to take a minute
and focus,
and visualize second half.
Yeah?
Yes, sir.
I got this.
[EXHALES]
I got this.
Oh, shit!
[♪♪♪]
[GROANING]
Easy! Easy! Hold it, hold it,
hold it! What happened?
My ankle!
I said focus!
My ankle, Coach!
[GROANING]
COACH: Easy! Easy!
[KNOCKING]
Chauncey. You home?
What the hell you want?
Detective Raymond Johnson.
I want to ask your son--
Nigga, I know who you are,
and unless you got a warrant,
you ain't got the right
to come here
and ask my son a damn thing.
I want to know
his whereabouts last night.
He been with me.
He just got home.
He been with me every minute
since his release. Now what?
You sure about that, ma'am?
Don't question me, Detective.
My son done paid his debt.
He done paid his debt
to society.
Now, unless you have
a warrant,
you need to get the
fuck up off my property!
Chauncey.
[♪♪♪]
Word on the street is, you had
an altercation with Eazy--
Leave me alone!
You heard him.
It's cool.
We'll talk later.
That's right, slide your ass
on back down to the pigsty,
pig-ass pig.
Welcome home, Chauncey.
Bacon-wrapped bastard!
You just got home, and they
fucking with you already!
Can't stand them motherfuckers!
Come on in here, Chauncey!
MR. WALKER:
Lisa, your
homecoming date is here!
[SIGHS]
Oh, thanks.
[GASPS]
Oh!
Oh, wow. You look amazing.
You don't look
too bad yourself.
Thank you.
How's your ankle?
Uh, team doctor said
it is a slight sprain.
I'll be out for six weeks.
Tell me again, how did you
hurt yourself during halftime?
You know that's like getting
fired on your day off, right?
Uh... I-I slipped.
[CHUCKLES]
Daddy! Can't you
see he's already upset?
No, it's okay.
You'll have another chance?
[GRUNTS SOFTLY]
You ready to go?
Yes.
I don't condone this, son.
But maybe you better
take these, just in case.
Look, I know she lost
her twin sister
and everything years back,
but I've heard nothing
but nasty things
about that Kim Morris.
She's not like that,
Mom.
She's innocent.
Yeah, well, she don't
look innocent.
[♪♪♪]
I miss you so much, sis.
[IMITATING AMANI]
It's okay.
Just make this
a night to remember,
for the both of us.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
[SHRIEKS]
♪ Callin', callin'
Callin' ♪
♪ Yeah, callin',
Callin', callin' ♪
♪ Callin', callin'
Callin' ♪
♪ Lil' money keep callin' me ♪
♪ Every second
Every minute... ♪
Damn.
You look... caliente.
What is that?
Seriously? This is our
last homecoming.
For once, I wanted
to ride in style.
Girl, you lucky we ain't
takin' the Metro. Come on.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
EDDIE:
All right, let's get it, baby.
TIFFANY [IN ENGLISH]:
Oh, shut up. Jesus!
EDDIE:
It's gonna be like that?
Gimme that money!
[SCREAMS]
[LAUGHING]
I got you!
Boy, get your dusty-ass
fingers off my car.
I work two jobs for this!
All right.
I thought I was coming
to get you.
I decided to save you
the extra trouble
of driving
in them bougie-ass hills
[SCOFFS]
It's like you're ashamed
of living in Baldwin Hills.
Living in the hills
is overrated.
How am I gonna
keep my street cred
if I don't walk
these streets?
These streets are overrated.
Don't you think you're
underdressed for the dance?
What? I thought we was
gettin' rowdy tonight.
Although, for real, though,
uh, you look lit.
[CHUCKLES]
Thanks.
Now let's go get gangsta.
Damn, Gina!
[GRUNTS]
Ooh, look at them, Chauncey,
goin' to their
homecoming dance.
This is your homecoming too.
Come on, let's celebrate.
[SCOFFS]
Wait a minute.
Where you goin'?
[PEOPLE CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY ON TV]
[R&B MUSIC PLAYING]
Come on, now, Chauncey.
Give your mama one dance.
We gonna celebrate.
Come on, boy.
What's wrong with you?
What, you too good
to dance with your mama?
What, you judgin' me?
[SIGHS]
You think I'm a drunk?
Oh, you mumble-mouth
muthafucka!
You ain't never
gonna be shit!
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
Kill me!
Kill me like you
killed that girl!
VOICES [CHANTING]:
Chauncey! Chauncey! Chauncey!
Chauncey!
Kill me!
[GROANING]
[COUGHING]
[♪♪♪]
Where you going
tonight, Chauncey?
[ENGINE STARTS]
[♪♪♪]
[OFFICER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RADIO]
Don't speak right now.
Come on.
Seriously, we came in that?
[ARGUING INDISTINCTLY]
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, you look so good!
Look at you!
You look beautiful.
TIFFANY: Thank you.
Hey!
Ooh!
[GASPS]
Unique! Yo!
"Hoochie Love" is my joint.
All right, I got that
on repeat, homey.
I thought you said
he was corny.
[SOFTLY]
Shut up!
Where's Ronny? I thought he was
supposed to come with us.
Ronny probably still drunk
from last night.
Wait, what? No, he said he was
gonna meet me at the dance.
What?
TIFFANY:
Uh... No.
Uh... I meant, meet us,
meet us here at the dance.
Fuck Ronny! I hope Chauncey
catches his ass on the street.
Eddie!
What's up with you?
I don't want to get caught up
in no hood drama.
Why don't we take a walk
before the dance?
Ah, hell no!
I wanna
roll in the dance with...
[SOFTLY]
...my boy Unique.
Unique is my date,
not yours, Boo. Calm down.
Babe, we need
some private time.
Oh. Private time?
Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna catch you guys later.
LISA: Make sure you get back
before they announce
the king and queen,
'cause I need my crew
for support.
You know I wouldn't miss it.
We got you.
Do you? We're going in.
[SHRIEKS]
[HIP-HOP PLAYING
INDISTINCTLY]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
Yo, yo, yo, homecoming
is lit, y'all.
[ALL CHEERING]
[LAUGHS]
So, check it.
I wanna give a shout-out to two
of our homecoming nominees.
We got, ahem, all-state
wide receiver, Ty Reynolds!
[ALL CHEERING]
Who would have won
the homecoming game
if he hadn't have injured
himself at halftime.
[ALL GROAN]
Mmm. But, we got
my homey, Lisa Wa--
GIRL:
Oh, my God,
is that Unique?
[ALL CLAPPING]
ALL:
Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing!
Hey. Do your thing,
superstar.
ALL [CHANTING]:
"Hoochie Love"! "Hoochie Love"!
[SHRIEKS]
DJ, cue it up and,
uh, clear out.
So, check it out.
I want to give a shout-out
to the hoochie
that came here with me today.
What's up, baby?
MAN:
♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪
♪ Everybody sittin'
Red dress hittin' ♪
[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]
♪ Driver's side
But my window's gone ♪
♪ When I pull up to the club
They won't leave me alone ♪
♪ Drink that purple potion
Got me movin' in slow motion ♪
♪ She poppin' that wheel... ♪
♪ Droppin' down like Alice
Ho's never break old habits ♪
♪ This crazy life is tragic ♪
♪ Let's rock 'n' roll
Let's have it ♪
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
♪ When you talk slow
When your eyes are lit ♪
Kim, I thought you were
gonna save me a dance.
How could you
play me like this?
[CHUCKLES]
D!
I was not about to pass up
a date with Unique.
I mean, he's a real superstar.
You are just a friend.
I understand.
Derrick, you okay?
No.
No, I'm pretty fucked up.
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
♪ When you talk slow
When your eyes are lit ♪
♪ Drop it low
Don't come back up ♪
GIRL:
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
UNIQUE:
♪ Knows just what
I'm thinkin' of ♪
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
♪ Girl, I know
What time it is ♪
♪ When you talk slow
When your eyes are lit ♪
♪ Drop it low
Don't come back up ♪
♪ Gimme some of
that hoochie love ♪
♪ Knows just what
I'm thinkin' of ♪
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
CROWD:
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
[ALL CHEERING]
I want you...now.
I thought we was gonna
get nasty in the park,
you're telling me you want
to break up after homecoming.
We're just on two
different paths, Eddie.
It's Ronny, isn't it?
Oh, my God. This has nothing
to do with Ronny.
Okay, then what the hell?
What are we--
[♪♪♪]
Okay, look.
Eddie?
Okay, stop playing.
Eddie?
[CHOKING]
Oh, shit!
[GROANS]
No.
[SOBS, PANTING]
No. No, please. Please!
No. Okay, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Okay?
Please don't! Please, please!
No!
[SCREAMS]
Hell yeah.
We make a pretty good team.
Fo' sho'.
Hey, uh, you sure you still
wanna go to the dance?
I mean, I think we could
have more fun on our own.
We could do that after.
Well, how 'bout just one kiss
for right now?
[♪♪♪]
♪ Go! Let's work ♪
♪ Let's work
Let's work ♪
♪ Let's work, let's work ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Let's work
Let's work ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ Everybody on the dance floor
Take it low ♪
[KIM & UNIQUE MOANING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Damn! Heh.
I think I'm in love.
Slow down, girl.
[PHONE RINGS]
Oh, I gotta take this outside.
It's business.
No! When you come back,
can we go for round two?
I'm down for that.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay.
Yeah.
Let's go for
five minutes next time.
[BOTH LAUGH]
You got jokes.
Watch your mouth.
I'm comin' back, all right?
All right.
♪ Gimme some of
That hoochie love ♪
Hello? Yeah, hold on
a second. Hold on.
That shit...
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
Yes.
[♪♪♪]
[UNIQUE YELLS]
[KIM SCREAMS]
♪ Hey, all the dope boys
In the back ♪
♪ All the fly girls
In the front ♪
♪ Everybody, go together
Let me see you move ♪
♪ Let me see you move
Move something ♪
♪ Let me see you break
Break something ♪
♪ Let me see you take
Take something ♪
♪ Let me see you take
Take something ♪
[ALL CLAPPING]
TEACHER:
These ladies worked so hard
every single day
to get this routine.
I am so proud of you.
Now, we're about to have
Principal Hurd come on out--
[ALL BOOING]
Thank y'all
for that warm welcome.
BOY:
Get off the stage!
Now the moment
you been waitin' for.
This year's Compton High School
king and queen goes to...
Ty Reynolds and Lisa Walker.
[ALL CHEERING]
We're gonna put music back on,
and in about 10 minutes,
I'm gonna have
the king and queen
come up for your
official crowning ceremony.
Enjoy y'all's night.
[ALL CHEERING]
We won! Ha, ha!
Oh, oh, whoa. You all good.
Oh, sorry!
I can't believe this.
Me neither.
Congratulations.
I gotta go to the bathroom.
T-M-I! But I'll see you
on the stage.
Uh...
you think you can go with me,
watch the bathroom door?
Huh?
[SCOFFS]
I'm just kidding, girl!
I'm just playing.
A king just wants his queen
by his side at all times.
But I'll see you onstage.
Congrats, girlfriend.
[♪♪♪]
[GASPS]
[LAUGHS]
What? It looks better now,
with my favorite...
Cherry Kool-Aid.
[DOOR OPENS]
[SIGHS]
What's up, man?
What's up, pretty boy?
[WATER TRICKLING]
[♪♪♪]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[YELLING]
[SCREAMS]
[SHRIEKS]
[GROANS]
[♪♪♪]
[SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
[CHAIRS CLATTERING]
[SOBS, SCREAMS]
[SOBS]
[SCREAMS]
[PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[SCREAMS]
[CROWD CLAPPING]
TEACHER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
I am so proud to announce
Compton High's
homecoming queen.
You voted for her,
Ms. Lisa Walker.
[ALL CHEERING]
Welcome!
[ALL LAUGHING]
Uh-uh. I've had enough.
Come on, get the hell
off this stage! Now!
[ALL EXCLAIM]
Come on!
[SCREAMS]
[ALL LAUGHING AND CLAPPING]
[CLATTERING]
Don't! Don't shoot! Don't--
Hands are up.
Please, don't shoot me.
Riley. Go home.
Stop drinkin'.
Detective Johnson. Okay.
Later, man.
OFFICER [ON RADIO]:
There is a student attacking
a teacher at Compton High.
Any unit in the area.
Detective Johnson.
I'm in the area. I'm en route.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
Help! Help me!
[WHIMPERS]
[ALL CLAPPING, LAUGHING]
[ALL LAUGHING]
This kid is dead.
[SCREAMS]
Run! Run! Run!
[ALL CLAMORING]
Gina. Gina, come on.
Let's go. Run.
[ALL SCREAMING]
Oh, shit!
Oh!
Oh, my God!
Go! Go, go, go!
[SCREAMING]
She's dead! Oh, my God!
Come on, Gina. Gina, come on.
Come on, let's go. Come on.
[♪♪♪]
LISA:
Leave him alone!
[GROANS]
[GRUNTS]
JOHNSON:
Freeze!
[SOBBING]
On the ground. Now.
He tried to kill me.
Why, Derrick?
Why?
[♪♪♪]
You killed her that day.
YOUNG KIM:
Derrick, you might be
my sister's boyfriend,
but you ain't her daddy.
Amani!
You killed Amani.
All of you!
[GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
[CAR HORN HONKS]
[GROANS, COUGHS]
[SIGHS]
Don't move.
VOICES [CHANTING]:
Chauncey! Chauncey!
Chauncey!
[OFFICER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RADIO]
[GROANS]
No! They killed her.
Amani.
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
I'm sorry. For everything
that happened that day.
And for what happened
to Amani.
Killed us both that day.
[♪♪♪]
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
No, no.
JOHNSON: Mrs. Jackson,
you're making it more difficult
than it has to be.
Oh, please. No, no.
No, stop it!
Derrick is a good boy!
Don't do it!
No! Stop it! Please, no!
Don't go in there!
Oh, don't go in there, please!
Don't take my baby!
He's a good boy!
Stop it!
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
He didn't mean it! He didn't!
[SOBBING]
He didn't mean it!
Just lie down, all right?
Don't fight, just lay back.
They just gotta pay
for what they did, that's all.
They gotta pay
for what they did to my Amani.
That's--
It's okay. Calm down.
You listenin'?
Get your hands off!
You listening to me?
Do you hear me?
I'm gonna make 'em pay!
Get your hands off me!
Let me-- Oh, come on, man!
What-- What? You kiddin' me?
Come on! Heh.
I'm gonna on make 'em pay!
I'm gonna make 'em pay!
[LAUGHS MANIACALLY]
[♪♪♪]
[SIREN WAILING DISTANTLY]
[♪♪♪]