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(ethereal music)
(hip hop music)
♪ Help, help, help, help ♪
- I know I'm not your pops.
And when yours died, I get it.
But I know your mama's doing everything she can
to keep you out of trouble, so when she come to me,
saying you talking back, coming in late,
smelling like weed, 'sup, man?
- Nah, everything cool, unc, I'm good.
I can handle myself.
- You're good, huh? - Yeah.
- Let me tell you like this.
You ain't gonna be disrespecting your mama
and them boys you hanging with...
(sighs) You should come around the house more, all right?
Kick with Junior, he look at you like a big brother anyways.
Just want you to shine, nephew.
- She been riding me about shit for no reason.
- Watch your mouth.
I know your mama.
And I know she wants the best for you.
(phone buzzes)
- I gotta take this.
Hello?
Are we done?
- No, we ain't done, get off the phone.
- I gotta call you back. - Hang up the phone now.
Hey, man, don't get it twisted, I been through this shit.
You hear me?
You see Uncle Nate with the business, with the lil garage,
the family man, but I been through the fire, Trey.
That's why your mama wanted me to talk to you.
(somber music)
(Nate sighs)
Tell you a story.
I ain't never told nobody this story.
I need you to keep a secret.
I mean, you can't tell nobody, Trey.
- [Trey] All right.
(Nate sighs)
- Me and your mama came up rough.
Growing up in the '90s was bittersweet.
When our pops went to prison, things changed.
We moved right in the hood, right next to the dope spot.
There was always loud music, parties going on.
It was crazy.
I seen somebody die for a dice game, Trey.
Mama always seemed to make things right.
She always had a smile on her face.
Playing the brand new cassettes in a boom box.
(hip hop music)
Music blasting, cleaning up the house.
That's probably why I like music so much.
Til Claw came by.
- Can't test me for real. - I don't fucking like that.
- [Nate Voiceover] My mama boyfriend.
Would abuse us for years, catch us staring at her,
being like, what you looking at, little nigger?
- Get in the house.
- [Nate Voiceover] Honestly, I would dream of the day
I was old enough to beat his ass for what he did to us.
That'd be a day that'd change my life forever.
Streets is crazy.
One day Mom and Amina left.
I went through his stuff and...
Found a little weed.
(eerie music)
I just wanted to try it.
(eerie music)
Caught me.
- The fuck is you doing going through my shit,
smoking my damn weed?
Your mama beat your ass if she knew you was in here.
- Got me drunk.
- Yeah, little man, yeah, something to smoke, huh?
(eerie music)
Smoke this.
- Made me smoke PCP with him.
(Claw laughs)
(eerie music)
Mind spinning, luckily I didn't hit it that hard
but between that and the handy, I was done.
- How long you been smoking now, homie, huh?
Huh, nigger?
- Then he tried to kill me.
- Smoke my shit, huh, you wanna put your hands on me,
nigger, get your ass back here, nigger.
I'll cut you to pieces right now, motherfucker.
(Nate groans)
(distorted voice) Scared, little nigger, scared, huh?
You wanna run home to your mama, little pussy, huh?
(Nate groans)
(Claw cries out)
Oh shit, fuck!
Fuck!
- I ran off.
Everything was spinning. (scoffs)
The whole night was kind of blurry.
- Who are you?
- I woke up in this backyard. - What are you doing here?
- And there was a little girl there, tried to help me.
- How'd I get here?
I don't feel--
- Come inside.
I'll have my parents help.
- And then her dad came out with a shotgun.
- Oh my God.
- That'll be far enough.
- He's lost.
- Abby, get in the house, right now.
- I mean, I'd been called a nigger before, but--
- Get off my property now, before you wish you had never
been born, you fucking nigger.
(gun fires)
- That shit cut.
I ran til I couldn't run no more.
- Hey, man, ain't that lil--
- [Nate Voiceover] I passed out again.
- Damn, that is lil Nate.
- Nate, you all right?
- [Nate Voiceover] Then I remembered my mom and Amina
was coming back.
- He don't smoke weed. - My weed and shit,
you need to get on him-- - He doesn't do anything.
- [Nate Voiceover] And it hit me.
- Mama.
- I gotta get home.
(Mother shouts within)
When I got there, they was still fighting.
I walked in, he had the devil in his eye.
I knew I was gonna die that night.
- Going through my-- - Check him?
- Check his ass up. - He's a child!
- There we go. - No!
No! - Get the fuck off me.
(crowbar clangs)
- Right there.
(gun fires)
(Amina sobs)
- I seen him laying on the floor.
(eerie music)
Blood everywhere.
(Amina sobs)
- Amina, give me the gun.
- [Nate Voiceover] Just know that day, your mom
saved all our lives.
- I shot him, you hear me?
- From that day on,
I never touched drugs or a gun again.
I swore, Trey.
If I ever had a family,
I'd be the best father I could,
so I started my business.
And the rest is history.
(somber music)
I never told nobody that story before,
and I'm telling you 'cause you're fucking up.
- Are you serious, Nate? (sighs)
Go upstairs, Trey, now.
- Hey, but it was self defense, all right?
Come by the shop, man, I wanna see your face.
- I will, Uncle Nate.
- Nate, I'm an attorney and the last thing I need
is for that story to get out.
- I know.
Trey won't tell nobody.
- [Nate Voiceover] Dear Pops, I hope by the time
you get this letter, everything's good.
I wanted to write you so many times.
First, I was just upset.
You left when I was a kid.
After Mama passed, just felt like it's been too long.
I would ask myself, what would you think
about me now writing?
I received your letters, and yes,
of course you can stay with us.
I'm married now.
I got a beautiful wife.
Her name's Tatiana.
(trumpet music)
And a son, Nate Junior.
He's 13.
(trumpet music)
He was born deaf, but it never held him back.
He's now learning to read lips.
He loves baseball and video games.
(trumpet music)
- All right, look, man, keep your eye on it, all right?
Here, use your heart, man, come on.
(somber music)
Yeah, like that, like that, throw with your heart,
stay with it.
(somber music)
(Nate sighs)
- He's good.
You taught him good.
(Nate sighs)
- That boy, he's too big.
We gotta do something with his hair, though,
cut all this off.
- No, no, you look at this hair, he's the same.
(somber music)
- [Nate Voiceover] I know Mama, rest in peace,
always said you was a good man,
just a victim of circumstance.
I've always tried to keep my nose clean.
Own my own business now.
I got four employees.
Maybe I could teach you how to work on cars too.
I understand how easy it is to get caught up in the system.
The other day I was picking up a friend from work
when two cops pulled us over.
- License and registration, right now.
- Man, this is some bullshit.
- Chicago.
- Really, you're not from around here.
- Nah.
- So what are you doing here, then?
See what we got in these pockets,
keep your hands out of your pockets, put your hands up,
put 'em on the hood.
- [Nate Voiceover] Apparently there was a robbery
around the corner, couple black guys, mid 20s.
We fit the description.
- We had a bad night sometimes, all right, it happens?
- [Nate Voiceover] I got a red 300, they're looking for
a Camaro, believe it or not, he helped me out that night.
(hip hop music)
(shutter clicks)
(phone chirps)
- Sam.
I think we should let Becca go out with her friends again.
It's been long enough.
- Why the fuck are you whispering?
- I just--
- You don't need to whisper.
We're the parents, remember?
(eerie music) (ears ring)
(man sighs)
- Tinnitus again? - No.
I'm fine, it's just eight hours on a beat
and now this shit?
- Hey, well, just stay calm and no arguments, okay?
- I'm calm. (sighs)
Fuck, all right, let's just get this shit over with.
- Becca, your father and I have something we would like
to tell you.
- Your mother and I have agreed to let you go out
with your friends, but on the condition
that you stop seeing Mohammed.
- But Dad.
- You know what, this is not negotiable.
- (scoffs) It never is.
- You want to tiptoe and whisper around this fucking house?
You deal with her.
- I hate him.
(eerie music)
(man clears throat)
- Sam, good to see you, thanks for coming down.
- As always.
- Sam, I appreciate you coming.
I've got a little bit of a problem.
I really could use your help with it.
My sister's kid, my nephew, he seems to have got himself
mixed up into a drug deal, something went bad
and it's related to some guys in your department.
He's locked up in county but they haven't sent it over
to the DA's office yet, so there's still some time.
- Yeah.
You're gonna owe me, all right?
- Yeah, you got it, yeah, anything.
(eerie music)
- This is fucking bullshit.
- Shit, it ain't here.
- Did you check the engine?
- I checked the whole fucking car.
- It's all right. - It's fucking bullshit.
- They ain't gonna find nothing, man.
- Hey, hey, where's it at,
where'd you hide your fucking stash?
- I don't know what you're talking about, officer.
- Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about?
I've been following you for fucking weeks.
Where's the stash, boy?
- You don't know shit, kid, shit.
- How 'bout you, how 'bout you?
You know what I'm talking about, huh,
you know what I'm talking about?
- Won't say shit. - I've seen you go on
ride alongs together for two weeks now.
- Get back in the house, now!
- Oh, no, no, no. - Check it out.
- Put the fucking phone down, get back in the house,
put the fucking phone down.
- Ain't nobody scared of you, what is wrong, Officer?
- Put the fucking phone down, put the fucking phone down.
Give me that motherfucking phone.
- Are you serious?
- You're gonna let him put a gun to his head?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Settle the fuck down.
- Whoa, everybody be cool, partner, hey, hey, okay, look,
hey, if you care about-- - You goddamn bitch.
- If you care about your brother, I'm gonna need you
to step back, back up. - I'm going, I'm backing up,
all right? - This is bullshit!
- All right, chill. - Crooked ass shit.
- Y'all free to go, sorry for the inconvenience.
- Hey, hey, remember me, Officer, 'cause I'ma see you
on the street one day, yeah, remember me.
I'ma see on the street, then we gonna see what's up.
- Are you fucking kidding me, right now?
Did you really have to do that?
- I got your badge, I'ma see you, bitch.
- Let's go right now.
(eerie music)
- Okay, you and I are gonna go over
some lip reading techniques, okay?
I see the dog.
I see the car.
I see the house.
Okay?
(phone rings)
I, hang on one second, let me get my phone, one sec.
(somber music)
Okay, again, sorry 'bout that.
No, you're sweet, you don't have to do that, that's yours.
No, no, no, that's yours, you're sweet, no, no, no,
thank you.
(eerie music)
(kids laugh)
(man whimpers)
- [Sam Voiceover] When I heard my mother tell my father
she was having another baby, the fear inside me...
And then I heard my father say, get rid of it.
During dinner I watched my mother, I wanted to help her.
(man whimpers)
My mother's last minute stays with me.
(guns fire) (man pants)
(eerie music)
- We'll get you out of here, you hurt, you hurt, huh?
Keep this pistol, keep this pistol.
- Yep, yep, yep. - We gotta go now, guys,
we can catch another one but we gotta go now!
- Time to go, brother. - Gotta go now!
(guns fire)
(man pants)
(high pitched noise)
- You okay?
(guns fire) (men shout)
(man pants)
- How was your day?
You not sleeping?
(somber music)
You know I love you.
(somber music)
I'm hungry.
(somber music)
(ears ring)
(eerie music)
(man whistles)
- The fuck was that?
- What are you talking about?
- You know what, the fucking head thing, what the fuck,
looks like he's calling you over.
- It's a hood thing, like what's up.
- All right, whatever.
- How am I supposed to do it?
- You do it in a downward motion, like.
Like they do in England.
- [Castillo] (laughs) We're not in England. (laughs)
- [Woman] President Trump has a rally
that he's planning tonight
in Phoenix Arizona in the midst of heightened
political tensions due to the violence in Charlottesville
that happened less than 10 days ago.
(protestors chant indistinctly)
- [Reporter] Mayor Greg Stanton has recently
been in the news and the headlines for asking Trump
to delay his campaign style rally.
In a recent CBS interview, he said I believe
the true intention is really to inflame people's passion
to further divide the country
and that's why I said this president
should delay this trip to Phoenix.
President Trump is drawing criticism from both sides
of the aisle based on his statements for wanting to pardon
Sheriff Joe Arpaio.
(eerie music)
- Are they still out there?
- Yeah, they still out there.
They just out there for Mose.
- I don't know why they can't just go do what they do
somewhere else.
- Don't worry about them.
They just over there growing their weed,
they ain't messing with nobody.
- Yeah.
♪ Riding while I sip tea ♪
♪ Smoking on some good trees ♪
♪ And we're gonna smoke it today ♪
♪ All day ♪
♪ I told everybody town gonna roll the pearl ♪
♪ Grandmaster kush and OJ ♪
♪ As they fill my lungs, I get dazed ♪
♪ Come and roll with me, ride with me ♪
♪ Chill with me, smoke with me ♪
♪ Come wheel with me, roll with me ♪
♪ Chill with me, smoke with me ♪
(ears ring)
- Sam, you all right?
(man sighs)
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm good.
- I know it's your first day back and everything,
but you gotta stay focused, are you with me?
- Yeah, yeah.
(hip hop music)
♪ I'm searching ♪
- [Reporter] Today we stopped in
at the Videa Sheriff's department.
- Why is them big cars only over here
in the hood with us, bro?
- [Reporter] 23 year old Mark Roberts doesn't--
- Why don't put none of them motherfuckers over there
in the suburbs?
- Say wow, man.
- Yeah, that don't make no sense, bro, if you think about it
that's like putting a quarter ounce of dope on the table,
right, in a house full of motherfucking thieves
and we just sit back and watch like this is on.
Man, we know somebody gonna take something.
- Nigger, that's just a setup, bro.
- Watch the fucking news today?
Fucking protestors and shit.
It's like, you know, grow some fucking balls, right?
Man's in the White House, he's not going nowhere.
Jesus.
- You fucking gonna make America great again?
You believe that shit?
- Oh, you're saying we shouldn't have secure borders,
we should just fucking leave 'em wide open,
let whoever come on in, look, just build a fucking wall
already, right, I mean, look, seriously, no offense,
your people are coming over here, taking American jobs.
- No, no, no, you got it fucked up, the problem is
your lazy people won't do the jobs
so my folks gotta do it.
(both laugh)
- Shit, man.
I don't know, I'm a true conservative, what can I say?
- Yeah, that's crazy, bro, I don't even want
to see this here, where that man at--
- Honestly, sometimes, I just wanna fucking...
I wanna leave this city, everything.
- Nah, you crazy man, you love Rachel.
- (scoffs) Rachel's part of the fucking problem.
- Don't tell me you got a side chick.
(Sam laughs)
I hope you ain't got her pregnant, man, 'cause
I'm a devout Catholic, I do not believe in that bullshit.
- Well, I guess that's where we differ.
Personally, I feel like it's a woman's right to choose.
- So what you cooking?
- Don't try to change the subject.
- Mmm.
I'm always trying to change the subject, you know that.
(doorbell rings)
Come in!
- What's up, Uncle Nate?
- What's up, boy?
- Nothing. - You getting tall.
- I'm trying to go to the NBA. - Right on.
- Junior here?
- He upstairs, go ahead.
- All right, hey, auntie. - Hey, baby.
- I'm be back.
(somber music)
- That guy looks familiar.
(somber music)
(shutter clicks)
- [Nate Voiceover] By now I know you heard what happened.
It's everywhere.
I don't know how shit like this can happen.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, for real, bro, nigger, look, I got dreads, nigger,
tattoos, bro, you think they ain't out here
stereotyping me, pfft, this real in the field, bro,
for real, nigger, this shit's happening right now.
(Nate knocks)
- Mose.
(Nate knocks)
- Hey, door, my nigger.
- Then get it, nigger.
- Bro. - What up?
You good? - Yeah, man, I'm straight.
- What's up, man, you wanna go with me to the store,
get a game?
- [Nate Voiceover] I knew that damn gun'd be a problem.
It's why I threw that shit away.
- Whoo, man, what up, what up, Mo?
- My nigger, my nigger, what's good, my nigger?
- Man, I'm good, y'all loud.
- Nigger, you know it's all legal.
It's medical shit, my nigger, we good.
- You might wanna tell the boys up the street, though,
they watching you.
- Fuck all that, hit this shit, my nigger.
- Nah, I don't smoke, bro, I had a bad experience as a kid.
- [Nate Voiceover] Somebody gave it to him
for his birthday, psst, I didn't want that gun
to be nowhere near the house.
If only I would've known.
(somber music)
- Lifted it six inches, gutted it out, man, stripes on it,
you good to go, it's live, it's live.
- Hey, hey. - Door, nigger.
- Nigger, you get the door, what the fuck,
you see me and this nigger talking, bro.
- Now get the door, foo.
(man knocks)
- Hey, how much I owe you, bro?
- Three, yeah, yeah.
(somber music)
- 'Sup.
- Yo, can we talk to Uncle Nate?
- Yeah, hold on.
Hey, yo, Nate, somebody at the door for you.
- Hey, man, yeah, just three and we good to go,
you come pick it up. - It's for you, Nate.
- For me? - Yeah.
- A'ight, hey, I'll be back.
What are you doing, what are y'all doing, huh?
I told you, don't come to the house.
- What's he doing with his hands, what's that, gang signs?
- Calm down, Sam, calm down.
- Hey, man, don't tell me to be fucking calm, all right?
They're all in cahoots, the kid's probably a fucking runner.
- Get back to the house now.
What are y'all doing?
- Man, we just need some money, we trying to go get
some video games.
- Video games.
- Video games, that's it.
- Here.
- It's gotta be calm.
- Don't fucking tell me to be calm, just, look, yeah,
he just handed that kid something.
- You're going through a lot right now, brother,
you need to calm down.
- Hey, you watch over him, all right?
- You know I got him, I got him.
- You know what, why are you always trying to one up me?
Always trying to me shut me down, every fucking thing
that comes out of my mouth, I know what I saw.
(somber music)
(gun cocks)
- [Sam] Freeze!
(ears ring)
(gun fires)
(somber music)
- [Castillo Over radio] Shots fired, shots fired.
(somber music)
This is Officer Castillo, please send backup,
we're gonna need an ambulance.
(somber music)
The child looks about 12 years old, maybe 13,
I think he had a toy gun, Sam thought it was a weapon
but it was a toy, send somebody, quick.
(no audio) (somber music)
- Fucking piece of shit.
- You got any tequila? - Right where you left it.
I didn't think you were gonna call again.
(somber music)
(Sam sighs)
- You see the news?
- I mean, nothing that caught my attention, why?
(Sam clears his throat)
- I killed a kid.
I thought he had a gun, I mean, he did have a gun, fuck!
- Hey.
- The kid had a gun, he was pointing it at another kid,
I thought it was a real gun.
- Sam, you killed a kid with a toy?
- It looked like a real gun to me.
- So then it was a mistake.
- Oh, that's shit, no one's buying that.
- Sam, calm down. - Don't fucking tell me
to be calm, this is my fucking life!
(ears ring)
- (muffled) Sam, someone died.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hey.
This shit can go all wrong.
I don't need anybody coming after me.
(eerie music) (Sam pants)
(audience applauds)
- Nate Wesley Junior, a young man tragically murdered
in our community, and I'm certain by now
you have heard the story.
Officer Sam Lynch, the officer who shot and murdered
Nate Wesley Junior on an assumption
and that assumption was that Nate Wesley Junior
was carrying a loaded weapon.
And by the way, Officer Sam Lynch did not realize
that Nate Wesley Junior was also deaf
and could not communicate effectively with him
in that situation.
Ladies and gentlemen, we must have reform
in our law enforcement so that officers come out
of the law enforcement community ready and able
to disseminate and break down situations
without having to use deadly force.
It's a tragic event and should never have happened.
That's the final thought for this evening.
Thanks for joining us.
We look forward to seeing you tomorrow night.
(audience applauds)
(somber music)
- Hey, Sam, how you doing?
Good to see you.
So listen, how you holding up, buddy?
- I mean, fucking media's dragging me through the streets.
- I been there, and they're gonna do that, too,
but that's why it's important that you get out there
and get your story out, okay?
I've seen the media, and they're gonna paint this picture
however they want to.
- Yeah, tell me about it, they're calling me
a fucking racist, I got a black Pastor,
I'm not a fucking racist, all right?
- Hey, hey, that's bullshit, okay?
I've known you for years and you're not a racist.
Listen, you just got to get out there
and tell your side of the story, okay?
Don't let anybody twist your words for you.
(somber music)
♪ All I see ♪
♪ Is ♪
♪ Rain ♪
♪ And all I feel ♪
♪ Is pain ♪
♪ The sun won't shine my way ♪
♪ So all I can do is ♪
♪ Pray ♪
♪ I pray to God ♪
♪ I'll make it through the day ♪
♪ I pray to God I'll make it through the day ♪
♪ I pray to God ♪
♪ I'll make it through the day ♪
(somber music)
- [Pastor] My brothers, my sisters we're gathered here today
to funeralize our brother, Nathaniel Wesley Junior
affectionately known as young Nate Junior.
We are saddened, we sit here in awe of the events
that took place.
- Okay, can I have everybody's attention here?
Officer Lynch is going to make a short statement
and then he'll take some questions.
Officer Lynch?
- Ladies and gentlemen of the press,
on behalf of the city police department,
I would like to apologize for the tragic events
that have brought us here today.
(organ music)
- We have to talk about the situations that
are really going on, senseless deaths
that shouldn't be taking place,
our young Nate was full of life.
His life was brought down way too soon.
There's things that young Nate will never get to experience.
- As tragic as these events are, I still contend
that I behaved within the bounds of police protocol.
(group shouts questions)
- Okay, okay, quiet down, one at a time.
- Young Nate Junior...
Was a young boy full of life,
full of great opportunity, and it was snatched away
at the hands of someone who was
supposed to protect and serve.
- Officer, were you aware that the boy was deaf
at the time that you shot him?
- I was not aware that the boy was deaf, no.
- Officer Lynch, Officer Lynch.
Have you had an opportunity to speak
with the boy's parents yet?
- [Sam] I have not yet had an opportunity to speak
with the boy's parents.
- Officer Lynch, do you intend to speak
to the boy's family?
- He'll never get a chance to go to prom.
We'll never get to see him walk across that stage
and graduate from high school.
He'll never get a chance to walk onto
a college campus and experience life on his own.
He'll never get a chance to meet the love of his life.
He'll never get a chance to stand at the altar
and watch his bride walk down the aisle.
- Look, I did what I thought had to be done.
Any good cop would've done the exact same thing.
- Okay, okay, okay, no more questions, no more questions,
no more, no more, he's done, he's done.
(somber music)
- Y'all, I wrote this song in honor of Nate Junior
and this is my expression and reflection of his life
and his legacy, you know?
(gentle music)
♪ This house that you see ♪
♪ May look like a rundown shack, yeah ♪
♪ But it's been a good home to me ♪
♪ And I'll never take it back ♪
♪ I may not ♪
♪ I may not have much ♪
♪ But I got a whole lotta heart ♪
♪ Oh, yes I do ♪
♪ You heard on the news ♪
♪ They flashed my picture across the screen ♪
♪ Before they ever knew my name ♪
♪ They already made a decision about me ♪
♪ I may not ♪
♪ I may not have much ♪
♪ But I gotta whole lotta heart ♪
♪ Oh, yes I do ♪
♪ For years ♪
♪ I used to sing ♪
♪ That this is the land of the free, yeah ♪
♪ But nowadays I'm starting to wonder ♪
♪ If that part of the song ♪
♪ Was written for me ♪
♪ I'm a simple man ♪
♪ But I live a complex life ♪
♪ So I got walk by faith, y'all ♪
♪ And not by sight ♪
♪ I may not ♪
♪ I may not have much ♪
♪ But I gotta whole ♪
♪ Lotta heart ♪
- I'll see you soon.
- Still fucking that cop?
- Man, why are you butting into my business?
You're not my dad.
- You know that motherfucker's married, right?
- Shh, quiet, I have neighbors.
- Man, you always fucking fall in love
with the wrong fucking people, man.
This motherfucker got a family at home.
He has kids.
(woman sighs)
You need to stop fucking doing that shit.
- Whatever, man.
- This motherfucker's a cop, man.
(Sam sighs)
- Where have you been?
- On a stakeout, official police business, you know?
- Do you really think I'm stupid?
- Rachel, I can't do this tonight, all right?
I have enough shit going on in my life right now
without you turning against me too.
- Mom, is everything okay?
- Everything's fine, go back to bed.
- You wanna know the truth?
Do you really want to know the truth, Rachel?
- Yeah, tell me, stop lying to me, Sam,
and tell me the truth.
- I fuck her every chance I get.
I'm not happy.
I haven't been happy for a long time.
I don't know if we can pick up the pieces.
Right, there, that's the truth, you fucking satisfied now?
Huh?
(Sam sighs)
- Hey, Sam.
How are you doing?
- Good, good.
- You just take my lead, I've got your back,
and everything's gonna be all right, okay?
- Okay.
- You can do this.
- As long as I've known you, I ain't never known you
to fuck up on no brakes.
Gwen just called me and said she almost crashed
on the freeway.
- Tell her I'll fix it.
- Bro, you need to go home.
You need to spend time with your family, man.
I love them like you, I've known you for a long time, bro.
You go home.
♪ Love me the way ♪
♪ The way that you do ♪
- I haven't seen you smile in a long time.
- Mmm.
(crowd claps)
- Now next up on the mic, this sisters rocks mics
all over the United States, one of the best
to ever do it, I want you to please give it up for Divine.
- We're gonna get through this.
(group cheers)
(woman sighs)
- This poem is dedicated to Nate and Tatiana. (sighs)
I've missed you, thought about you when I wasn't supposed to
I cared, I watched you walk away that day to play and smile
and your silence was loud.
You were special.
And not many people knew how.
And some didn't care.
They took you right from under me,
the system, the system wasn't built for you or me.
They offered no apology.
My baby is gone.
Your heartbeat was my favorite song.
Missing you hasn't been fun.
I mean, I try to substitute for you in your absence,
but no one else can do what you do, love how you love and
look how you look.
I want you back.
With you there was balance, a sense of security,
even if it lasted a little while, I wanted you with me.
'Cause I get that things change and people part ways,
but we were one, so division wasn't an option.
Son, I now know the meaning when someone says
they feel torn apart.
Feeling like your finish line never had a start.
Thank you.
(audience applauds)
Come on, guys, come on.
(somber music)
- [Nate Voiceover] You know they say in ancient times that
the sun would be fighting the moon
and then the moon would fight the sun
but the solar system has to have balance.
A person can only bend so much til they break.
If the sun woke up this morning
and its shine was taken away,
he would question his whole existence.
If I break, I want the crackling of my roots
to resonate throughout the universe.
- [Reporter] Breaking news, Officer Sam Lynch
will not be charged
in the shooting death of Nate Wesley Junior.
- [Sam] I feel entirely justified in my actions.
Kid was a known drug runner hanging out with known criminals
My question is, where are the parents in all this, huh?
- [Reporter] Protestors are already on scene
from both sides.
We will keep you up to date on the very latest.
(somber trumpet music)
- What's happening with you, man, how you holding up?
- You know they down there marching for you, man,
I'm surprised you ain't at the march.
- Fuck marches.
- Man, fuck all that marching, bro.
Marching for what?
The police don't police they own, so we'll never get
no conviction, we'll never get no justice.
- Shit, feel me?
(eerie music)
- What's up, Nate? - Bro.
- T-Moe in there?
(Nate bangs on door)
- What's up, man? - Man.
- Need a strap, y'all. - Need a strap?
- I need a strap, you got one or not?
- You all right?
- Good, man.
- All right.
Where you at?
You need to get over here right now, yeah, like right now.
All right.
- How you find me?
- T-Moe's my friend, remember?
Nate, I know you're not about to do what I'm thinking.
- What's that?
- Listen to me.
- What?
- Don't do this.
I'm in that courtroom every day.
I know how this ends, it's not worth throwing away your life
- Put a hole in his chest, I'm supposed to walk away?
Huh?
We kill each other every day for bullshit
and now what, I'm supposed to march and protest and
sing peace songs, fuck that shit.
I ain't turning the other cheek.
That shit stops today.
I'ma ride for mine.
- Then what?
Hmm?
You plan on having me represent you on a murder one charge?
Pleading with the judge to forgive you
and not give you the death penalty?
Where's the honor in that?
Our father spent most of our lives in prison.
Ask him about honor.
This is your life.
This isn't a game, Nate.
(Nate sighs)
- You know what?
We either stand for something,
we gonna keep dying for nothing, excuse me.
(Amina sighs)
- So what happened?
- Nobody wants to hang out with me because of what Dad did.
They're calling him a murderer.
I seriously can't take it anymore.
And where is he?
Mom, I heard you guys talking the other night
and I know that he's seeing another woman.
- It's complicated. (girl scoffs)
It breaks my heart to know that you're going through this.
Kids can be so mean, no one's hazing you though, right?
- Nobody says that, they just...
(bell rings)
Unlike you.
They don't like your comments or your photos
on social media.
They whisper. (dog barks)
This fucking dog.
Shut up, Cowboy.
- Go untie him and bring him in the house.
- This is so stupid.
(eerie music)
(Rachel sniffles)
- You know, they're not really your friends.
Oh don't, no, no- - Sit the fuck down.
- Stop, stop! - Sit down, sit down.
Go check the house, bro, go check the house.
Where the fuck is he at? - Who, who?
- Who, Sam, where the fuck is at?
- I don't know. - Where is he at?
- [Rachel] He's not here, I don't know.
- Where is he at?
Call him, call him. - Okay, yeah, okay.
- Get him on the phone. - I'm calling, I'm calling.
(phone buzzes)
(eerie music)
He's not answering, sorry, it's not him.
- Fuck. - What you wanna do, bro?
- You ever been robbed of something?
Has somebody ever stole something from you?
Yeah?
I'm not talking about your fucking car
or your little place at the country club.
I mean some shit you can't replace.
He used to steal my heart every time he smiled.
His first steps--
I can't replace that shit.
Do you believe in the Bible?
Do you believe in the fucking Bible?
- [Rachel] Yes.
- Well, it says an eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
I've been fighting.
If I take something from him, I'll be even.
(eerie music)
(girl sobs)
- Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, you hurt, baby?
You all right, hold on, hold on.
(girl sobs)
You okay, you all right?
(girl sobs)
(Rachel cries out)
What happened, who did this?
- It was-- - I'll kill them.
- Just some black guys with guns.
Where were you, I called you.
Where the fuck were you?
They were pointing a gun at your daughter, okay,
and you were gone, you were gone.
It's probably those guys's son you murdered.
We should call the police.
(ears ring) (eerie music)
We need to call the police.
- No, look, baby, baby, I'm the police, all right?
I'ma take care of this.
It's all right. - It's your fault.
(Rachel sobs)
- Motherfuckers, motherfuckers!
(foreboding music)
(Sam pants)
- Sorry, man, we're closed, come back tomorrow.
- [Sam] You just couldn't let it go, huh?
Come into my home, tie up my wife, my daughter?
- You murdered my son.
In cold blood!
I coulda did the same to you.
I'm not like you, though.
- Hey, boss, I'm going.
Oh, shit.
(gun fires)
- Back the fuck up!
Go on, get outta here.
- [Man] Hey, you see what he did, right?
- This is Officer Sam Lynch, we've got shots fired
in Nate's Garage, 1703 West 24th Ave. (pants)
Need medical assistance.
- [Reporter] This is Cadence Harper with the LA broadcast
network and we are here live on the scene
at Nate's Garage.
We have just learned that Nate Wesley Senior
has been shot after an altercation with Officer Sam Lynch.
If you remember--
(man's speech distorted)
Officer Sam Lynch is the same officer in the deadly shooting
of Nate Wesley Junior for wielding a toy gun.
The question is, why is Officer Sam Lynch at the shop?
Details are sketchy, but in a statement released
by Officer Sam Lynch, he said that he went to the shop
to apologize but Nate Wesley Senior pulled out a gun
and he was forced to shoot him.
We still don't know the condition of Nate Wesley Senior,
but we do know that he is in police custody and hospitalized
(man sighs)
- That's what happened.
I'm sorry, I...
I can't leave.
I can't leave my family.
It made me realize what--
When you see your family's lives flash before you...
- So you leading me on this whole time?
- No. (sighs)
That's not what I mean, I--
I need to be there for my wife.
My daughter, I'm sorry, this is...
(woman sniffles)
Look, I--
I can give you some money, if you want to get away
for a while.
- Where am I supposed to go, Sam?
And leave my family?
Where am I gonna go?
(Sam sighs)
(eerie music)
Really?
I don't want your fucking money, Sam.
- Fine.
I'm sorry.
(woman sniffles)
- Have a drink with me for old time's sake?
- I don't think that's a good idea.
All right, okay, it's okay, it's all right.
(woman sobs)
(Sam exhales)
(Sam laughs)
- I gotta tell you I am relieved, fucking relieved. (laughs)
The system works.
- You think this could actually be over?
- It's like, I don't know what I was so worried about.
All I had to do was just...
Fucking, just put it on the ground.
- Put what on the ground, Sam?
- The gun, the fucking unlicensed, untraceable,
it's always good to have one on hand in my line of work.
(somber music)
- Sam Lynch decided to show up at Nathan Wesley Senior's
shop to apologize, first of all, who does that?
I mean, I guess I can kind of see it, you know,
you want to be the bigger man and make that appearance
and I do understand it, but it's just, it's such,
so soon, fam, so soon?
Listen, an altercation took place.
Nate Wesley was shot and Sam Lynch is claiming that
a gun was pulled on him, a little suspect,
listen, phone lines are open, call us up,
tell us what you think, I don't know who to believe.
- How you doing?
- Pretty shaken up. (sighs)
(Sam sighs)
- Well, you ain't got to worry no more, okay?
They got the guy, he's gonna be going away for a long time.
- What about you?
Are you going away too?
- I'm not going anywhere.
- What about Yolanda or Yesenia, whatever?
(somber music)
(Sam sighs)
- It's over.
I told her last night.
It's in the past.
(somber music)
I love you.
- I love you too.
(somber music)
- [Pastor] I need y'all to turn with me today
to Galatians six and seven, the word of God
said be not deceived, God is not mocked
for whatever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
Understand, the devil wants you to act and react
based on reactions, but understand God says,
whatever you plant, if you plant positive,
you'll reap positive, if you plant negative,
you'll reap negative, God is not playing with us.
God will make you pay for the things that you do.
You better understand, God is a God of justice,
God is a God of compassion, he's not a God of confusion,
but he will make you pay for what you do.
You will reap what you sow.
You got to understand, God is not mocked.
I'ma reaching out trying to save you
while there's still time.
You better do what's right in the eyes of the Lord.
(piano music) (no audio from Pastor)
(somber music)
- [Sam] The gun, unlicensed, untraceable.
It's always handy to keep one handy while you're working.
- You recognize the name Officer Sam Lynch?
It's in the news again.
If you are one of the 18 million people who has not
seen this video that was released on YouTube three days ago,
pay attention, there is graphic language,
this is a warning.
- A gun, unlicensed, untraceable.
It's always handy to keep one handy while I work.
It's actually kind of (beep)
I told him I went over there to apologize. (sniffles)
- Let's follow the timeline on this story.
As you might remember, Officer Sam Lynch back in the spring
shot and killed a 12 year old deaf boy by the name--
- Man, I knew that motherfucker was no good, man.
- The grand jury heard the case and he was acquitted.
A few months later, Officer Sam Lynch goes down
to the office of Nate Wesley Senior, the boy's father,
to apologize for the incident.
Officer Lynch claims that the father, Wesley Senior,
pulled a gun on him and in defense, he shot him.
Well, this video tells a different story, doesn't it?
- I've got your discharge paperwork here
if you'd like to sign it.
- [Reporter] After the release of this video,
Officer Sam Lynch was arrested and is now being--
- Ladies and gentlemen if you haven't had a chance
this afternoon to view any of the major news networks
or hear anybody talking in the office by the water cooler,
well, you're gonna see it tonight.
Sam Lynch has been released from the county jail.
He must have made bond because he was seen
exiting the jail this evening.
If you remember the infamous YouTube video that was released
about a week ago showing video footage of Mr. Lynch
talking about planting evidence at a crime scene,
filmed, wait for it, by his mistress with her cell phone,
well, that's all resurfacing again this evening
and the nightmare continues for Ms. Lynch
and I'm sure she is very unhappy
with the news media tonight.
(muffled applause from TV)
(somber music)
- Yesenia!
Yesenia, open up!
Please.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, fool, why you banging on my sister's door?
You know she don't want to see you no more, homie.
Yeah, you better bounce, motherfucker.
(somber music)
- [Nate Voiceover] There's a funny feeling inside
when you stop giving a fuck.
When you just stop caring about the world
because you realize the world don't give a fuck
about you either.
It's almost unnatural.
I used to read the Bible a lot.
And my mind keeps going back to a scripture I remember.
To everything there's a season and a time
to every purpose under heaven.
A time to be born, a time to plant,
a time to pluck up that is planted.
And it also says there's a time to kill.
- Well, first, I want to thank you for taking this meeting.
I was formally charged a couple days ago
and suspended from work and--
I understand that you were assigned my case,
I'm supposed to appear before you, so I was hoping--
You might be able to help me out.
- Sam, I know you did me a favor,
but you're real hot on this one.
The public is out for blood and the media's all over this.
I cannot help you on this one.
- You can't help me?
You owe me, I got your nephew out of prison.
- I understand that, look.
I'm gonna ask you nicely and quietly.
I think you need to leave.
I shouldn't even be seen with you right now.
- You think I need to--
- You need to go, Sam.
You fucked up, you really fucked up, you planted evidence.
I can't make that go away.
- That man came into my home, he terrorized my family.
What was I supposed to do?
- You were supposed to let the law handle it.
- I--
I'm a fucking police officer.
I served my country. (ears ring)
I'm a proud American.
And this is how I'm treated?
You're just gonna throw me under the bus?
- Look, he's a good kid, he just made a mistake
and I'd really appreciate it if you could help me
get him out of this jam.
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- But you're gonna owe me.
- Nothing I can do for you, Sam.
I'm putting myself at risk just by meeting with you.
(foreboding music)
- [Nate Voiceover] With everything that is within me
telling me not to give a fuck,
telling me to make you feel a fraction of the pain
that you put me and my family through,
pain that keeps me up at night.
The pain that brought me here, right here, right now.
I want the world to know that it's your time, motherfucker.
- [Sam] Let me go, no!
- [Nate Voiceover] I watched him struggle
as they laid him down on the ground.
I thought how easy it'd be just to end his existence.
It's at those moments that you gotta reach deep inside,
the part that goes beyond not giving a fuck.
And I knew it was my time to release all the pain
that I felt about Nate Junior.
(eerie music)
- Watch your back.
- Hey, hey, slow down, slow down.
Aw, ese, ain't that motherfucking pig right there?
That's him.
- That is him, that motherfucker right there.
- Pull up, pull up, ese, pull up, pull up.
Remember me?
(gun fires) (Sam grunts)
(somber music)
- [Man] If you died today, would they remember you for you?
Or judge you for who they thought you were?
Growing up, you became accustomed to chaos.
Your mother lost her life to it.
But the way the world works,
subtract and you add to it.
A father holds his baby boy in his arms for the first time.
Millions of thoughts racing through his head.
I can't wait to teach him how to ride a bike.
Show him how to play some ball.
Him telling you about the girls in his life.
What kinda impact will he make on the world?
Kinda makes you smile, right?
Can you imagine raising your son to be the man
you always knew he could be, just for a coward with a gun
to take him away?
Black lives matter.
The news'll tell you it's just a bunch of thugs and hoodlums
breaking shit, as if my black life was a choice.
See, America, you lack empathy.
So allow me to emphasize the thoughts of my motor mind, see.
You tell my people to be quiet when our children
are being killed, why?
Better him than me.
You see it on the news, our children being dehumanized, why?
This isn't news to me.
This has been a problem, except now it's being televised.
Fox is telling hella lies and America acting
like they seeing through Hellen Keller's eyes.
See, my view is omniscient.
I seen it all, I seen it all.
Seems like the only way out the hood
is slinging rock or slinging a ball.
And not all cops are bad,
but man, I know it seems as such
'cause they're killing off our genes
and it's lost between the scenes.
It sucks, it seems to me that what the world
is lacking is love.
What you hear and what you see is a distraction from love.
What you say and how you feel, I feel is actually love.
And I hope you feel it from a passage above, love.
(somber music)
(hip hop music)
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ Baby, I know you ♪
♪ You, you ♪
♪ I know you seen a lot of things in your life ♪
♪ Well, trust me ♪
♪ Baby trust me ♪
♪ Baby, trust me ♪
♪ Baby, I know you ♪
♪ You, you ♪
♪ No, what about the times in your life ♪
♪ When it was just me ♪
♪ Just me and you ♪
♪ Getting high ♪
♪ Got no funds but we still got by ♪
♪ Ain't got no gas ♪
♪ I'ma set you straight ♪
♪ Right on time ♪
♪ I never showed up late ♪
♪ Man, what about these homes ♪
♪ We'd have made it to the top ♪
♪ And that's without these hoes ♪
♪ So give me trust or it's out that door with me ♪
♪ And baby I can take your ass to stars, to Venus, yeah ♪
♪ You, you, you, you ♪
♪ And you are ♪
♪ So very special to me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ So special to me ♪
♪ And you are, you are ♪
♪ You, you, you, you ♪
♪ And you are ♪
♪ So very special to me ♪
♪ So special to me ♪
♪ You are, you are ♪
♪ Push that body on me baby ♪
♪ I love it when you ♪
♪ Push me that body on me, baby ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I love it when you ♪
♪ Push that body on me baby ♪
♪ I love it when you ♪
♪ Push that body on me baby ♪
♪ Oh, baby, baby ♪
♪ Yo, the other day I made my girl cry ♪
♪ See, this is a fucked up world ♪
♪ Like what the fuck is you crying for ♪
♪ There's little children in villages ♪
♪ Off in Africa watching their mothers die ♪
♪ Paint a picture on just how real it gets ♪
♪ I could think of a million things to cry about ♪
♪ But I think sometimes you figure ♪
♪ You got to cry it out ♪
♪ Tough it out, I told her ♪
♪ That's why I'm so insensitive ♪
♪ At times I get so wrapped up in my situation ♪
♪ Yes I did ♪
♪ Time for a different perspective ♪
♪ She's so inquisitive ♪
♪ Acts as a detective ♪
♪ And retrospects what it really is ♪
♪ Being lied to, cheated on and spit upon ♪
♪ Plus there's one man she tried to love ♪
♪ Is dead and gone ♪
♪ And all she needed was a father ♪
♪ Where was you at? ♪
♪ Way too drunk to think about your daughter ♪
♪ Is what you said ♪
♪ Up in her heart ♪
♪ You tore your family apart ♪
♪ You abused her so much ♪
♪ Was that your plan from the start ♪
♪ So much resentment from the constant ridicule ♪
♪ She the fat girl in class ♪
♪ She must've hated middle school ♪
♪ But some constant jail visits ♪
♪ Confidence made attainment ♪
♪ Tried to think to steal ♪
♪ Did you stop and think for a minute like ♪
♪ I got a daughter who's growing up all alone ♪
♪ Who thinks her daddy don't love her ♪
♪ I'm thinking, like, was she wrong but ♪
♪ See I ain't here to slander your name ♪
♪ I'm glad that you came ♪
♪ Rest in peace til your body's remains are gone ♪
♪ And I know you ♪
♪ I know you seen a lot of things in your life ♪
♪ Well, trust me ♪
♪ Baby trust me ♪
♪ Baby, I know you, you, you ♪
♪ And you are ♪
♪ So very special to me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ So special to me ♪
♪ You are, you are ♪
♪ You, you, you, you ♪
♪ And you are ♪
♪ So very special to me ♪
♪ So special to me ♪
♪ And you are, you are ♪
♪ Push that body on me, baby ♪
♪ I love it ♪