All right, here you go, Marcus. Here's your salmon.
All right, cool. Thanks. Yeah. Afraid that's all I got for today.
Oh, no, that's all right; we'll feed a mess of homeless with all this.
All right. You take care.
Thanks. Yep.
Oh, hey, fellas. How you doin'? Fine.
Whoa, whoa, wait just a second.
Oh, it's cool, Mr. Fishman; we got it covered.
No, no. Where'd you get this, huh?
Salmon? Did he give you salmon?
It's a soup kitchen,
and you're giving 'em very expensive salmon.
Fellas, put that stuff right here.
I got something very special for you.
What are you doing? CHUCK: Oh, no.
You're gonna love this.
(grunts)
All right.
Right here. What is it?
Chicken noodle soup.
Two and a half gallons.
I'm sorry, bro.
Sister Mary said no more soup.
Uh, and, uh, fellas,
what am I supposed to do with this stuff, huh?
I slaved over a hot stove all day.
Put a couple of fish in it, and call it an aquarium.
(both laugh)
Is that what they're teaching you in school today?
Huh? Exactly.
GARY: Hey, tell Sister Mary
I hadn't forgotten about tonight, huh?
Oh, you're coming to watch us play?
Coming to watch you play? I'm gonna ref. Yeah.
And I'm coaching, so, uh, guess what?
You don't have to worry about the refreshments,
'cause I got it covered.
Yeah. All right, later. All right.
Yeah, and work on that jump shot.
You're looking a little sloppy to the right.
OFFICER: All right, Jack, he's coming through.
(lock buzzes)
You a betting man, Karim?
'Cause we got two-to-one odds running
that you'll be back in a month.
You better hope that I'm not.
(wry laughter)
(dogs barking ferociously in distance)
(siren wails in distance)
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My man.
(theme music playing)
CHUCK: What if you knew, beyond a doubt,
what was going to happen tomorrow?
What would you do?
There's no easy answer
for a guy who gets tomorrow's news today.
♪
CHUCK: When they get the ball... All right, great job, guys.
Just a few things.
Now, Marcus, I know JoJo's your best friend,
but Thomas has been open for the last half hour.
You own the court.
Don't let anybody get between you and the basket!
How many I's in the word team?
ALL: None!
Thank you very much! Let's go!
All right, y'all, let's go!
ALL: One, two, three... play!
ALL: Game time!
SISTER: Keep your hands up. Got it?
Okay. All right, take the team.
(shouting)
Dead air!
CHUCK: Three seconds! Open your eyes, Gare!
SISTER: Let's go, Leroy!
He's grabbing his ankle.
He's grabbing...
He not grabbing his...
Come on, Marcus!
Drive it in!
He's wide open!
(whistle blows)
GARY: Reaching! White's ball.
Good call, ref.
Don't start with me.
What do you mean, reach in? That wasn't a reach in.
You're favoring the nun!
Again, you're favoring the nun!
GARY: White's ball. Let's go.
(siren wailing in distance)
(whistling, cheering and applause)
CHUCK: All right, fellas,
good game.
Hit those showers now. Use soap!
All right, Sister.
Congratulations.
Good game. Thank you very much.
Of course, it doesn't hurt to have the Big Guy on your side.
Not to mention the ref!
Always a pleasure, Chuck.
Take care, Sister.
Get you next time. Bye, Gare.
(laughing)
See you later, buddy.
(footsteps approaching)
JOJO: Hey, Marcus.
Look who's here.
It's your brother.
What?
Karim?
Oh, Karim!
What's up now, baby boy?
Hey. I've been looking for you.
Hey, man.
MARCUS: When'd you get out?
Today.
(laughing) Right. Today.
Good to see you, man.
KARIM: Let's go.
Oh, hey, see you later, Sister.
Hey!
Can I hold you guys to that?
What you mean? Back off, Sister.
This here don't concern you.
What you lookin' at?
MARCUS: Hey, Karim,
he's cool, man; he's cool.
Come on, let's go.
Marcus, you guys are going home?
Come on, Sister,
I haven't seen my brother in a while, all right?
I just want to spend a little time with him.
You know, we're just gonna hang.
Right, Karim?
Maybe.
Okay, you guys are gonna hang,
so why don't you just hang here?
That ain't gonna happen.
All right, look, you're going out.
It's late.
Just don't do anything stupid, okay?
You callin' me stupid?!
I don't think anyone's calling
anyone stupid.
Hey, hey, Karim,
it's cool, man.
It's-it's cool.
All right, come on, let's go.
Yeah.
Marcus, you take care.
Great.
Looks like it's gonna be
four-on-four tomorrow night.
Don't worry, Sister.
You just gotta have a little faith.
You got time for coffee?
Uh... well, I'd love to,
but I've got something I gotta do, actually.
Uh...
Okay.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
What's up, Karim?
Where we going?
It's time for us to go make a little money.
(car engine starts)
MANAGER: Close down early?
You got to be kidding me.
Do you know how much business I do at night?
Yeah, but not tonight. I heard something about a robbery.
Yeah, like last week and the week before that?
Uh... listen, you don't have much time.
Yeah, tell me about it. I'm a smoker.
Huh?
All right, now y'all are up for this, right?
Don't worry, we're cool.
That's right.
Hey, man, what if he gets a customer, or something?
So what? We're ready for that.
Ain't that right, JoJo?
(laughs)
Man, I don't know.
What you worried about?
That's just insurance.
Yeah, but... Marcus,
listen, man.
I'm your brother.
I ain't gonna let nothing happen to you.
Okay?
Okay?!
Okay.
KARIM: Okay.
(tires squealing)
(brakes squeaking)
Please, you gotta shut down right now.
Come on, man, you're being a nuisance.
Don't make me call the cops.
You want to go ahead and call the cops? You call the cops.
I'm shutting you down right now.
You! Put everything on the counter now!
And you, face down!
Do it! Easy, man.
(gunshot) (groans)
I've never had to do that before.
Hey, come here.
Come here.
(whimpers)
JoJo.
MARCUS: Go, go, go, go! Come on, man!
Go, go, go, go, go!
(engine sputtering)
(tires squealing)
JoJo, you all right?
Easy. (gasping for air)
(siren wailing)
DOCTOR: Take him to Trauma Four!
EMT: 16-year-old male,
gunshot wound in the abdomen.
BP 90/60, pulse 55 and erratic.
NURSE: What's his name? DOCTOR: Let's go!
Joseph Perez. Everybody calls him JoJo. Let's move him on three.
Go ahead and page Dr. Rosenberg
to the ER, stat. DOCTOR: Let's go!
NURSE: BP 80/40. Starting IV...
DOCTOR: One, two,
three... go.
Okay, let's go.
Let's get that oxygen hooked up, please.
Get me a stethoscope.
Hey, JoJo?
JoJo, how you doin' there?
Take some deep breaths for me.
Keep bagging him.
Joe, come on.
Okay, get a second IV,
large bore wide open. Give him a bolus.
NURSE: Starting second IV.
Bolus start. Okay, we're gonna need to intubate him.
Set me up with a seven-and-a-half, McGill.
DOCTOR: McIntosh blade.
Okay, blood type cross and match.
Hey, Marissa.
Marissa... Where you been?
Oh, I was just visiting Gary at the hospital.
I brought him breakfast, but, uh,
he's talking to the doctor.
Things don't look too good.
Oh, poor kid. Yeah. I wish there was
something more I could do.
Where is Julio?
Uh, he quit.
He quit? What do you mean, he quit?
Oh, he quit.
Oh, that ungrateful bum.
After all I did for him.
I taught him everything he knows.
Well, it's a mystery, Chuck.
Did he leave his hat?
What? Yeah.
Maybe it'll fit.
Fit you?
Yeah. Yeah.
We gotta streamline anyway.
Hey, I know my way around the kitchen.
Where are the pots? No, Chuck, you're the manager.
Yes, I am the manager slash co-owner, and now slash chef.
I mean, it's dessert. How hard could it be?
A little flour, a little sugar, baboom...
you got yourself an éclair. Give me a break.
(laughing)
What's so funny?
Well,
I already called the Culinary Institute.
They're gonna send over a few of their students
this afternoon for interviews.
Um, excuse me, Marissa.
We're trying to establish a hierarchical structure
at this establishment, okay?
That is my jurisdiction,
and you've overstepped your bounds.
However, I would have definitely
delegated that responsibility to you.
So, good job.
WOMAN (over P.A. system): Dr. McAllister, please call the G pharmacist...
Man, how's JoJo?
Well, he's in a coma.
Where you been, Marcus?
Oh, man, we just heard the news.
Hmm.
Can I see him?
No.
Sister Mary Alice is in with the doctor right now.
(distant sirens wailing)
(indistinct chatter)
Is he gonna die?
I don't know.
It doesn't look good.
(phone ringing)
Oh, man.
(remote buzzer sounding)
WOMAN (over P.A. system): Dr. London to Admitting.
Dr. London to Admitting, stat.
Come on, man. We'll check him out later on.
What are you doing here?
I came to see JoJo.
You're responsible for this.
You satisfied now?
Well, see, Sister,
you don't know what you're talking about.
I know enough.
I think you should leave.
No problem.
Let's go.
The doctors don't know everything, right?
I mean... JoJo's strong.
You know, Marcus,
no one is as strong as they think they are.
KARIM: Marcus?!
Let's go!
I'm sorry, Sister.
(sighs)
(huffing)
(distant siren blaring)
Are you all right?
(sniffles)
I've been here too many times.
This hallway, in this hospital.
You've got a difficult parish.
(sighs)
They're all tough.
They take everything you got.
When everything you got isn't enough,
you can't blame the parish.
(buzzer sounds)
Well, don't sell yourself short.
You've done a lot of good.
You got the community center.
You got the, uh... the basketball program.
Oh, the basketball program.
That's a great thing, right?
Keeps the kids off the street,
gives them something to work toward.
(sniffles)
Last year, we were Cook County finalists.
Three months later, two of the players were in jail,
and one of them was dead.
And now...
JoJo.
You know, a little while back...
I looked into getting a transfer.
Mother Superior told me I should wait six months
to think about it, you know?
Maybe I just needed a breather.
Gary, it's been six months, and I don't know
if a transfer's gonna be enough.
Listen, Sister, I...
You're doing your best.
No one works harder than you do.
And I got to tell you something.
Those kids... they need you.
Maybe they just need somebody better.
Maybe she'll change her mind.
Chuck, she's giving up her vows.
It's not like she's quitting her job at the bank.
What difference does it make?
She's a nun, she's not a nun.
The point is, JoJo is still in the hospital, right?
Maybe...
Maybe what?
Well, I mean, I hate to say this,
but maybe it's not just JoJo.
What the heck are you talking about?
I have no idea what's going on here.
(distant church bells tolling)
Scare you?
This is the last place I expected you to be, Karim.
I'm here to see you.
We've got nothing to talk about.
You had plenty to talk about at the hospital.
Talking about, I got JoJo shot.
I know what I know.
Like I told you,
you don't know what you're talking about.
And it would be best for you
to keep what you don't know to yourself.
Are you threatening me, Karim?
I'm just talking, Sister.
See you around.
(sighs)
What did Smiley want?
You know Karim.
Just being neighborly.
Yeah, well, you've got some neighborhood.
That's what it'll do...
wear you down and make you mean.
I remember when Karim was just a good kid
with a few rough edges.
Oh, you mean like Marcus?
Yeah.
Only now it seems like Marcus is about ready
to head down the same path.
Oh, but he hasn't yet, Sister.
What are you doing here, anyway?
Well, I'm going to visit JoJo at the hospital,
and I wonder if maybe you might want to come along.
Yeah. Just give me a minute.
You never know.
They might have some good news for a change.
(sighing): I could use some good news.
Good.
(heart monitor beeping rhythmically)
I can't... I can't believe it.
He just woke up,
just like that?
I couldn't, either, but it happens.
Should happen more often.
(whispering): I'd like to speak to Sister Mary.
He asked for you, Sister.
Welcome back, JoJo.
(distant phone ringing, rhythmic beeping continues)
(distant siren blaring)
(quiet laugh)
(whispering) Marcus...
What?
(whispering inaudibly)
Tell Marcus...
to stay in the light.
Okay.
GARY: Tell me something, Sister.
What is it exactly JoJo said to you up there?
Well, I think he...
(car engine starting)
You know, I really don't know.
Well, I hope you'll be hitting us up for more money.
Could be.
See you at basketball.
Thanks, Gary.
Take care, Sister.
Okay.
(engine starting)
Nurse, look, I need your help.
The kid in ICU... he's not gonna make it. What?
The kid in ICU... you need
to send someone in there right now. Are you a doctor?
No, I'm not, but listen, trust me,
you need to send someone in there.
I can see that you're very concerned about this.
Yes, I'm very upset! Listen, he just came out of a coma
this morning, but he's not gonna make it.
You send someone in there right now,
or you're gonna lose the kid.
All right, look, I am a doctor,
but I'm not affiliated with this hospital.
Now, send someone in there right now.
Okay, Doctor.
(buzzer sounds) Thank you.
Just take him downstairs, please.
Listen, I'm telling you, send someone in there right now. Take him downstairs now,
or you're gonna lose that kid!
He'll be fine. Well, he'll be fine.
(heart monitor beeping steadily) Oh, God.
NURSE: Code nine nine, ICU.
Code nine nine, ICU, stat.
NURSE: Got the paddles charged, ready to go.
DOCTOR: Come on, let's go, people. NURSE: Got the gel?
DOCTOR: Okay, get the oxygen hooked up so we can start bagging him.
We need some lidocaine, get the epi set.
NURSE: Lidocaine and epi coming through.
DOCTOR: Charge to 200, please.
Can I have the paddles? I have that on board.
Start to bag him. 200 joules.
Everybody clear.
Clear.
(paddles thump)
(droning beep) Nothing, Doctor.
DOCTOR: He's still in V-fib. Come on, kid.
Charge to 300. Charging 300 joules.
Everybody clear. Clear.
(thumping) I got backup.
Still nothing.
Still V-fib.
NURSE: Come on, kid.
DOCTOR: Okay, one more time. 360.
Clear. 360.
(paddles thump)
(droning beep) DOCTOR: Still V-fib.
Let's get ready to intubate him.
Give him a little lidocaine.
NURSE: Here we go.
DOCTOR: 75 milligrams.
NURSE:: 75 milligrams of lidocaine.
We're loaded. DOCTOR: Any response?
NURSE:: No response.
Flat line.
DOCTOR: He's gone.
(loud, droning beep)
CHUCK: Mm-hmm.
Sweet, but not gaudy.
A bit boozy.
I like your style.
Chuck, you have to try the strawberry shortcake.
It's delicious.
So?
Not bad.
Not bad?
Mm. It's a bit obvious.
Unbelievable.
What is it?
An apple.
An apple? You said
make our favorite dessert.
Yes, I know, but an apple?
Don't listen to her.
I think it's brilliant.
Perfection in simplicity.
Simple is good.
Simple is McGinty's.
Simple is Chuck.
They just told me that you were waiting.
(bells tolling)
I've got something to tell you, Sister.
I know about JoJo.
The hospital called and told me that he died.
McGinty's, uh...
M-McGinty's will pick up the, uh,
cost of the funeral.
And what about the next one?
And the one after that?
You gonna pay for those, too?
Look, Sister, you can't think like that.
That's the way it is.
I can't change it.
Sister, those boys that are gonna be at that gym tonight...
they count on you.
Those kids... they need you.
(sighs)
You're making a difference.
It's not enough.
Looks like somebody got lost.
(sirens wailing)
Marcus, I need to talk to you.
We ain't got time, man.
Yeah, I think he'll make time.
JoJo's dead.
Oh, no, man, I thought he came out of it.
He did for about 15 minutes.
He came out of it long enough to look around the room.
He saw Sister Mary.
Where were you?
Sister Mary. Look, Marcus, I know you're hurt.
Sister Mary's hurt, too.
KARIM: So is Sister Mary.
Talk to her. That's enough.
You ain't got nothing else to say to my brother.
Are we clear?
Are we clear?!
Marcus, talk to her.
Marcus.
(distant siren wailing)
(dialing)
OPERATOR: 911, emergency.
Yeah, I want to report a robbery in progress.
It's still there.
Karim.
Marcus, what the hell are you doing here?
I told you to stay at home.
Look, man, I know what you're gonna do. You don't know nothing.
Now, this here is between me and the man who shot JoJo.
Yeah, man, but it's wrong.
It's wrong? Look, we never should have went
in there in the first place.
Marcus, you're just a kid.
Go on back to the house.
Marcus.
Hey, wait, listen.
You go in there, you're going to get hurt.
Man, you're really starting to tick me off.
I already called the police.
Oh, well, good for you.
Cops in this part of town...
they'll get here about three hours from now.
Look, don't do it, Karim, all right?
I don't want you going back to jail.
Well, I don't care
what you want.
The hell with you.
(siren wailing)
Marcus, wait!
Marcus!
(tires screeching)
GARY: I don't get it.
Marcus is a smart kid; he should know better.
Every time his brother's around, he shuts down.
Yeah, well, that's families, Gare, that's how it works.
Yeah, and Sister Mary,
she's offering him something... something good.
He should know that; it's obvious.
No, it's obvious, Gare,
that you never had an older brother.
MARISSA: Chuck's right, you know.
The kid can't just turn his back on his family like that.
That's something he's going to have to choose for himself.
Yeah, well, sooner or later,
he's going to lose that chance to make that choice.
Well, do the best you can, Gary.
It's frustrating.
Gare, may I make a little suggestion?
You've been looking a little tense, a little tight lately.
World on your shoulders.
I got one word for you... cannoli.
Our first batch, made by our new pastry chef Cindy.
Say hello to Cindy.
Hello.
Hello, Cindy.
Come on, now,
tell her what you think.
She can take it.
She's a professional.
MARISSA: Mmm.
ALL THREE: Mmm...
I agree with Marissa.
Mmm... (muffled): They're...
a little chewy for a cannoli, hmm?
Where you going?
The, um, hierarchical structure, remember?
That's, uh, your jurisdiction.
Cindy, can I have a word with you, please?
Is there a problem, Mr. Fishman?
These cannolis... there's, um, there's not enough
of something and there's too much of something.
Could you please, um, fill me in on your process?
Well, I start with a pastry crust...
okay, well, it's not exactly a pastry crust.
It's soy-based instead of butter and...
see, I'm macrobiotic.
Did I tell you that?
No, no, you failed to mention that you were macrobiotic.
Oh, yeah. Mm.
So, um, does that mean you don't use sugar?
Crystallized date extract.
Mm-hmm.
And, um, instead of cheese, it's, um...?
Goat curd.
Ah.
(chuckles)
Here, well, you... keep up the good work.
Thank you.
(gulps)
Karim.
Where's Marcus?
I don't know.
I was hoping he'd show up here.
Basketball.
It's a waste of time.
Well, I don't know.
At least Marcus won't get shot playing basketball.
Well, he sure as hell ain't gonna get rich either.
In case you hadn't noticed, he's no Michael Jordan.
Hmm.
Is that what you're into?
Getting rich, Karim?
I'm into getting by.
Ah, getting by.
(indistinct chatter)
You wouldn't know nothing about that, though, would you?
(door closing)
Marcus!
What are you doing with her?
Just talking to her.
Talking about what?!
Nothing, man.
We were talking about JoJo.
Your brother needed to talk.
He just lost his best friend.
JoJo was my friend, too.
So let's talk.
I don't think so.
Let's go, man.
Marcus, I thought we were gonna play a little three-on-three.
Didn't you just hear me tell him it's time to go?
Marcus, what happened the last time you left here
with your brother? What you trying to do here, Sister?
Trying to make him choose?
I'm not trying to make him do anything.
You're making him leave his family.
Hey, listen, Karim... No, it's okay.
You angry?
You want to hurt me, Karim?
Don't tempt me, Sister.
I'm leaving.
I'll, I'll be back.
(sighs)
That's it.
No practice tonight.
(players groaning)
Let's just go kick it at the crib, y'all.
(ball bouncing)
Psst, psst, hey.
Come here, come here, come here.
What's the crisis?
What do I say to her?
What do you mean what do you say to her?
You know, I never had to fire anyone like her before.
What about Joey, Leftie, Irv?
That was different.
They weren't, you know...
What if I leave her a message on the answering machine?
Chuck, stop.
All right, you're right, you're right, in person.
Be a man. Right.
CHUCK: Uh, Cindy?
Can I have a word with you, please?
Yes, Mr. Fishman?
Uh, in the office, please.
Cindy...
Marissa has something she'd like to tell you.
Cindy...
(chuckles nervously)
Some say you should remember how a man lived...
not how he died.
Not me.
Today I say remember how this man,
this boy died.
The word of God says judge not,
that you not be judged,
but I say to you, I challenge you
to judge your own hearts.
JoJo made the wrong choices.
Did we?
For we all shared with JoJo
responsibility for his life...
those of us who led him down the wrong path
and those of us who failed
to lead him down the right,
and perhaps, worst of all,
those of us who promised to illuminate his path
and then failed to provide enough light.
JoJo was my friend, and I let him down.
I don't ever want to do that again.
So I say, remember how JoJo died...
...and judge your own hearts.
I know I have.
PRIEST: Eternal rest grant unto him...
I'm quitting the order.
...and let perpetual light shine upon him.
May he rest in peace.
May his soul and all the souls
of the faithful departed
rest in peace.
ALL: Amen.
(door creaking)
Sister?
Oh, hi.
I was afraid I was going to miss you.
Oh, I'm not leaving till tomorrow morning.
You... you'll be back, though?
Yeah, in a week or two.
Well, what are you going to do?
(sighs) You know, I don't know.
I've never looked for a job before.
Well, the Bulls... they're looking for a new head coach.
I was thinking more along the lines of teaching.
You'd be a good teacher, Sister.
I-I-I wanted to talk to you about Marcus.
What happened?
No, nothing, nothing like that.
It's just that, uh...
well, we've got an opening at McGinty's,
and I was thinking about bringing him in.
And... you want my blessing?
Oh, no, no.
No, I... it's just that...
well, he's going to be in a new environment,
and it might be a little hard on him,
and I thought that maybe...
I can't help you.
Gary, I've already made my decision.
Nice try, though.
(engine starting)
GARY: Marissa, I don't understand.
There's got to be a connection.
Why, because of what the article said
about Marcus's death?
No, because of what the other article says.
It... look, it didn't even appear
until after Sister Mary Alice was driving away.
So, you're saying that Sister Mary Alice
will be responsible for Marcus's death?
You can't believe that, Gary. No, I'm not saying that.
What I'm saying...
I... what I'm saying is,
maybe I'm just postponing the inevitable.
Or it's the paper telling me
that it's up to me to save Marcus.
Well, will he listen to you?
I don't know.
All right, so lunch is Tuesday through Sunday.
It's 10:30 to 3:00.
Dinner is 5:30 to 10:00.
Well, it sounds like a busboy job. Well, it is a busboy job.
And if you want it, it's yours. Well, I don't know.
I've never done nothing like that before.
Well, it's not that difficult.
It's an entry-level job... I understand that...
but everyone's got to start somewhere, you know.
Oh, yeah? Where did you start?
Where did I start?
I started in a 24-hour diner washing dishes,
and believe me, busboy is a promotion.
Come on.
(sighs)
How much does this pay?
Well, minimum wage to start.
What's that?
Five, six bucks an hour, man?
That's nothing. Well, yeah,
but you got to start somewhere.
Man, I know guys making
ten times that amount in ten minutes.
Yeah, well, where are they ten years from now, huh?
I hear you, man.
Come on, this is a good deal.
(pager beeping)
Hey, that's my brother, man... I got to go.
Look, you want the job, you can start right now.
What, tonight?
What about my brother, man?
You can call your brother up to tell him you're working.
MARCUS: No, man.
I'm busy.
Doing stuff.
All right.
Look, uh... just pick me up later, okay?
Yeah... peace.
Everything all right?
Yeah, man.
Yeah, no problems, no problems.
You ready to start?
Yeah.
Excellent.
All right, here's what I need you to do.
Need you to deposit this
over at the Lakeshore Federal Bank.
You know where that is?
Yeah. All right.
Just drop this in the night deposit slot.
It's out front.
Gare, can I, uh, talk to you for a second? Not now.
No, Gare, I need to... Not now.
This all money?
Yeah, it's what we took in today.
And then, when you come back, I'll get you your uniform.
Okay. All right?
All right.
Mm.
Tell me that isn't what I think it is.
That's not what you think it is.
Do you have any idea what you're doing?
I think I know exactly what I'm doing.
Uh, Sister Mary?
Hello... yeah, this is Gary Hobson.
Sister Mary, there's something I'd like to show you.
Marcus.
What's up, man?
What you doing here?
I told you I'll call you when I'm done.
Done with what?
I'm working.
Working?
You're walking down the street.
Yeah, well, I'm running some errands.
Well, anyway, uh, what time
you think you'll be done with that?
'Cause, uh, I got some things I need to do,
and I'm going to need your help.
What, tonight?
Yeah, tonight.
No, no, I can't do it tonight.
I got to do this.
So, how much did you trust him with?
A lot.
Well, how much is a lot?
Well, enough to buy a car, a lot.
Well, what kind of car?
I mean, nicer than this one?
Well...
you don't think I made a mistake, do you, Sister?
Well, let's just say right now,
I think you have a little more faith than I do.
Well, uh...
well, it looks like we're about to find out.
KARIM: Hey!
Here's what I'm thinking.
What kind of errand is so important
you got to be running it in the middle of the night?
Look, I told you, so just leave it alone.
You told me? When did you start telling me?
I'm your brother.
You forgetting who I am? Look, I know who you are.
I'm the one that's looking out for you, boy.
Oh, yeah?
When you're not in jail
or you're getting me shot at?
What'd you say?
Nothing.
Don't turn away from me, Marcus.
Come on, Marcus.
So, that's your little errand, huh?
How much is in the bag?
It doesn't matter,
'cause I'm putting it in the bank.
You don't want to do that.
This is not our money, man.
All right, this guy is trusting me with it. Marcus, listen.
Do you understand what that money can do for us?
If we take it...
ain't going to change anything.
Marcus.
(grumbling)
Wait, Sister.
I guess I'll just have to take it myself.
No.
(gun clicks)
Give me the money, Marcus.
Do what you got to do, brother.
So, that's your choice?
You're choosing them over me?
No.
I'm choosing myself.
(gun clicks)
"Tell Marcus to stay in the light."
What's that, Sister?
That's what JoJo said in the hospital.
"Tell Marcus to stay in the light."
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Good morning, Chicago.
It's 6:30 a.m., (cat meows, paper thuds against door)
and in the next 15 minutes,
we'll have Chuck with traffic I'm coming.
and Lisa with the latest...
(meowing)
(growls)
(cat meows)
RADIO DISPATCH: Unit 15 in pursuit of 211 suspect.
Be advised, suspect is armed and dangerous. (police siren wailing)
(siren wailing)
(tires squealing)
(siren blaring)
(tires screeching)
Hands on your head!
Don't move!
Get on the hood.
Come on.
Let's go.
CHUCK: Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have,
we lose people.
But you never forget them.
And sometimes,
it's those memories
that give us the faith to go on.
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