[traffic]
[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!
[shots firing]
[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.
It's OK.
- [gasping] - It's OK.
You're not alone.
It's OK. It's OK.
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.
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!
21 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 gang,
see who their rivals are. 'Cause that's who did the drive-by.
Thought you said she seemed too nice to be in a gang.
AD's got a file on her.
Teresa Harris, Howard Street Girls gang.
I spoke to Downtown.
They won't let me send you in on just the murder.
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 16th Street gang.
CAPTAIN: With ties to Howard Girls.
Moore is fronting a gun selling operation-- a real arsenal.
And he sells to Howard Street Girls?
AGU thinks he sells to everyone.
They keep killing each other, and he and his suppliers
get richer and richer.
You can go in and find who shot 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, guns.
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?
$800.
By 6:00 tonight.
CAPTAIN: $800?
Are you crazy?
How else am I supposed to get in tight with this gang?
CAPTAIN [ON PHONE]: All right.
Give me the details.
OK.
It's going to go down about 5:00, 16th and Benson.
[sighing] Listen, have you got anything on the guns 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 $800.
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 war 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 kill 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 guns,
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 guns, 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 guns 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 gang slang article.
I don't understand what they're saying half the time.
Think any of them said who killed 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?
Kill someone.
Yeah.
Yeah, we anticipated that.
[sighing] You said they used 45s, 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 gang.
I want you to stay as far away from Teresa's
funeral as possible.
You forced her to be in your gang,
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 killed 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 40 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?
"Nigger, 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.
Gang'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 died, remember?
Do you know who killed her?
Do the others know who killed 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 beat 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 40 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 gun-by ASAP.
All right. 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 $800 worth of powder for you.
What more do you want?
SHAWANDA: We just found out it was the 40 Trays that smoked
Teresa, so we gonna retaliate.
And you gonna be the shooter.
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.
45? 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 40 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. [gun firing]
[glass breaking] [gun firing]
[bullet whistling]
[gun firing]
[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 shooting 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!
40 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 guns.
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 gun 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 gun deal's going down.
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 shooter.
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 gang 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?
9th Avenue girls?
The Tens?
Who did it, Nicole?
Who killed 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 gang.
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 killed her, and they made it look like a drive-by
by another gang.
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 shooter.
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 shot.
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 killed a friend of yours.
You don't help me, they're going to kill a friend of mine.
Maybe they didn't make her.
She would have called by now.
They could be killing 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 guns to her enemies?
Its business.
Is that OK with you, Shawanda?
I know it's not.
Shut up!
[clicks]
Killing a cop is murder one.
Not if I don't get caught, it ain't.
[shot 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 weapon, Mac.
Against the wall.
I need a weapon.
Go, go, go.
Get up there.
Spread 'em.
Spread 'em!
Give it up, Shawanda.
It doesn't work.
Raghib will tell you that.
[shots firing]
That's right, shoot.
[shots firing]
You can't just shoot people, Shawanda.
Anyone who crosses me--
[shots firing]
JUDY: Did Teresa Harris cross you, Shawanda?
Is that what happened?
You killed Teresa, didn't you?
Shawanda!
JoAnn did it.
JOANN: No, she did it.
[shots firing]
You see what homegirl really means, Shawanda?
You're all killing and dying for nothing.
Now, put the gun down.
You're just making this worse on yourself.
I'm not going to lie to you, Shawanda, and say you--
[shots firing]
[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.
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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]
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