(ON PHONE) Guys, stop!
Filthy! Stop recording. We don't need this recorded.
- Guys, stop, you don't need to do this. - When the full court presses on,
you don't back down. That's what I taught him.
But at what cost? We've always taught the boys to walk away from conflict.
Now, the superintendent is demanding a meeting.
It didn't even happen on school grounds.
Babe, these kids, they fight. You know how many fights I got into?
Yeah, but that was before social media,
before the whole world could watch and weigh in.
Exactly. These kids, they blowing it up online.
It probably looks a lot worse than it really was.
Our son was wearing a Hughes hoodie.
That makes him an ambassador for the school.
Not just a bad look for him, for the entire district.
All right, so, how much punishment does he need?
All right? We're Filthy's parents. We're handling this thing at home.
- This thing's probably gonna blow over. - Well, I hope you're right.
But I'm afraid that call might be above my pay grade.
- Filthy made a dumb mistake. - That's the key word, hon.
It's a mistake.
We don't even know what the superintendent wants yet.
So, let's wait until after the meeting and figure this thing out together.
Well, at least Filthy and JB called a truce for now.
Well, I'll take it. I need them in sync for this elimination game tonight.
Any word from Kelli?
Nothing.
I mean, what do you expect, babe?
Old man reaches out to her, out of the blue... with no explanation.
Stop. I will not let you do that.
- You fought hard to get custody of her. - Right. I fought and I lost.
You never stopped trying. All those letters, cards.
I don't know what narrative she was fed, but you never stopped trying.
I haven't seen my daughter, babe, for 17 years.
She's her own woman. She's her own person now.
And it's like we are complete strangers, you understand that?
I do, but you are an amazing father to our boys.
And you would have been the same to Kelli.
Those circumstances were beyond you.
Hey, look, I need you to focus on getting a good report from that doctor today.
Hmm?
Can we pray on that?
- You wanna pray about that game too? - You can pray on that on your own time.
Hmm.
"Phantasmal." As in unreal, fictional.
So cocky and caught up in the fireworks of what's not there
that you don't see the smoke coming your way, fast.
Ayo, check this out.
This one says, "Getting Filthy with it, smacked them up clean
-"and hashtag throws for bros." - You're a freaking hero now.
Yeah, I've always been a hero.
I mean, who wouldn't stand up for their pops and their bro? Come on now.
Yo! My DMs are flooded with Beacon baddies. This is crazy!
High school girls. That's a level-up.
- It's going down in the DMs, bro.
Hey, I bet you Aniq is mad.
Yo, he's gonna be even more mad once I take this MVP from him next year.
- Yo. You all seen Aniq's IG? - No, why?
Bro's at the doctor. He hurt his wrist.
- Claims it happened at Roll Call.
Oh, snap, he just posted an X-ray.
I mean, that has nothing to do with me, you know what I'm saying? I mean,
it doesn't even look that bad.
He's probably just playing it up to, you know, get more Instagram followers.
- Like who even posts injuries on IG? - Someone who knows that everybody
at Beacon including players and coaches follows him and saw that video.
Which means...
Filthy's a dead man.
Come on, guys, I can... what?
I hope you understand. I'm not here to make an example out of Josh.
Thank you. His father and I have spoken to him about his actions.
I'm here to affirm that showing favoritism is not an option.
I never thought it was.
When you were being considered as principal,
we were aware that your two boys and your husband
being a part of this school could be a conflict of interest
when it came to taking tough disciplinary action.
But because you work so well with the students here,
- we put our faith in you. - And I appreciate that.
Please do not make us regret our decision.
I need this tabled by the end of the week.
Wait, so tomorrow?
Well, sometimes in this job,
you have to make tough decisions on short notice.
I trust you'll do the right thing. Have a good day.
Oh, you two were in there for way too long.
That conversation must have been intense. You good?
As good as I'm gonna be, and I'm dreading having to talk to him.
He's always ready to gloat.
That man needs to take all those diplomas out of his butt. He ain't special.
- He may be fine, but he is not special. - Ew.
(ON PHONE) Guys, stop, you don't need to do this. Stop! Filthy!
- Oh, my God. Filthy man, you are crazy. Guys, stop!
Filthy--
I see that video is getting a lot of attention.
- And here we go.
- Buckle up, he's just getting started. - Mm.
- So, what do you think? - That this is not a good look for Hughes.
That back when I was in those seats, I was sweating, not smiling. I'm curious.
What would you do if this weren't your son?
Listen, Crystal.
My job as VP is to support you and protect this school.
But whether you like it or not, all eyes are on you.
Put your phone away.
Excuse me.
Don't say that.
Yo... I'm glad we're us again. You had me worried for a bit.
And again, I'm really sorry. But I missed you, Jordan Bell.
She said the government name?
I missed you, too. Yo, I even sent in that application for City Arts.
So, now you really stuck with me next year.
Uh.
- JB, I got to tell you something. - What's going on?
The night of The Roll Call, my dad called,
and he said I might be moving back... to L.A. with him.
Are you serious?
- We just started talking again. - And I didn't know how to tell you
when I was just still trying to figure everything out while also having fun.
All right, well, he said you might be moving back.
So, until I see some suitcases...
Yeah, you're right. I guess I never thought of it like that.
Coach Howard.
- Whoo! - Hey.
I never seen Chuck "The Man" Bell out of breath.
- Hey, I got your message.
- Yeah. - Is everything okay?
Well, look, that's why I...
...kind of wanna talk to you actually.
Now, I know that you know, that Filthy is possibly coming to Beacon next year.
And after this Aniq incident, I just thought I should check in.
Yeah, well, Aniq's had his share of incidents in the past,
so, it wasn't entirely a surprise. But he's got a good heart.
Okay, well, so does Filthy.
And, Coach, look, I know that this video, it looks bad, but...
I truly believe that...
the situation just got out of hand for both of them.
- Mint? - Nah, I'm okay.
Chuck, so much of what we do here
at Beacon goes beyond the basketball court.
I mean, our mission is to mold these young men into fine citizens,
build strong character,
and help them become responsible decision-makers in life.
All right, listen, my boys, they got discipline, all right?
It was just a hand check. It's not a flagrant.
I hear you,
but we want our Beacon boys to be able to stand on their own two feet,
well after Beacon.
Well, my wife and I, we share those same values.
I tell my boys from day one, it's about follow through.
You finish what you start. It's about being young men of integrity.
And I assume that is the same thing you will have here at Beacon.
I do.
'Cause, Coach, we all make mistakes. Everybody needs a second chance.
- Crazy. - Hey, Filthy.
- Hi. - Yo! My followers have tripled
- since that video dropped. - Yeah? Okay.
Your boy is totally fine. The only medicine he's looking for
- is attention. - Exactly, that's what I'm saying.
I don't know. Something's not right though.
- You haven't even gotten in trouble yet. - Would you stop being so paranoid?
Bask in the moment.
What if you pull an Aniq, and beat him at his own game?
- What are you talking about? - Get ahead of it.
Make yourself a fan favorite before the big game.
- People love when you fall on the sword. - Okay, I'm liking where this is going.
Go live and give a sob story on how sorry you are.
Celebs do it all the time, and people eat that garbage up.
And maybe you won't have detention.
You might be onto something.
What's up, y'all? It's your boy, Filthy McNasty here,
about to drop some bars.
I know you all wanna hear the flow. Yo! What's up, Sierra? Sup, big Marv?
What's up? Oh, Maya in here, too. What's up, Maya?
- Everybody in here. Got all my peeps. - Hey, focus.
I know most of you all have seen the video of me and Aniq
getting into it, and I really wanna know.
Was I in the wrong? I... I mean, come on now.
That's what I'm saying. He was flapping his lips,
and to be honest, I was just defending my brother, you feel me?
And who's gonna talk trash about my dad and me not doing nothing about it?
Basically, he was putting a down payment on these hands.
Hey, what happened to the apology?
Forget about all that. Look, it's like this.
If you're coming for my fam, then you're coming for me,
and clearly, Filthy McNasty ain't lacking. I'm in the cafeteria with it right now.
Yo! Everybody say, "What's up?" to the live.
- Yo!
- Yeah! - Aye, as you can see,
I'm here with it any day. Come on now.
Yeah, all that! Look, look, I'm on the table with it.
What's up? The principal can't say nothing about that! Come on now.
And I'm going to yeet on the court all of that.
- Big game coming up, I hear. - Nothing is more important than this.
No, but we are one game away from a championship, Doc. So, uh...
some good news could go very far.
I wish I had better news to give you, Chuck, but it's getting worse.
Your GFR is declining,
which means that your kidneys aren't functioning like they should.
- Wait, how is that possible? - I... I've been exercising.
I've been eating right, taking all my meds.
Sure, your body is trying to get all of this under control,
but you may have course corrected too late.
So... so, are you saying that I... I might need a transplant?
I'm no longer saying you might need a transplant. I'm saying you do.
None of the relatives that we tested are a match.
Right. Which is why we need to get you on the donor list ASAP.
There is one more relative you could test.
- See if she's a match. - Excuse me?
I have a daughter.
Kelli.
I didn't know.
Yeah. She's nineteen.
And we haven't spoken in a while.
Chuck, it is vital that you explore all options available.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. All right, fellas! We got one more job before the finals.
So, I say we go out there and show them who's boss!
I say you stop talking before you make Vondi more nervous.
Shut up, man. I'm not nervous. I'm just taking it all in.
We're almost there. We almost got it.
- Let's get it. - Let's get it.
- Let's go! Yeah! Yeah!
- Let's go! Hey, lions on me! Lions on three!
One, two, three, lions!
Boys on fire...
With bolts of lightning on our kicks. Gliding, flying, thriving.
We were driving down the lane, sliding into fame.
Black eagles on the rise. It's a bird, it's a plane.
No, it's up, up,
- us. Filthy! Filthy! Filthy! Filthy!
- Yeah!
- Come on, old boy! Come on! - Let's go, let's go. Man, we did it.
That's what we do.
Yeah!
We going to the finals, baby.
We were unstoppable.
Or so we thought.
Can I help you?
I'm Violet, Aniq Hale's mother. I'm here to speak with Principal Bell.
That would be me. Please come in.
- Take a seat. - I'll stand.
I think you know what this is about.
Well, first, let me offer my apologies. Now, I think both of the boys
let their emotions get the best of them that night.
I'm glad your son got to play tonight because mine didn't.
His doctor says he's dealing with a fracture,
that could potentially need surgery.
- I'm sorry. - We had D1 colleges scouting him
as a sophomore. Do you understand what that means?
- I do. And Mrs. Hale... - Your son has no regret
for what happened at The Roll Call.
Too busy putting on a show
for the internet, bragging about beating my son up.
Every penny that I've earned
has gone towards making my son's basketball career,
and now this injury is threatening to take it all away.
Violet, I understand where you're coming from. I do.
But I assure you, we are taking this very seriously.
Are you?
Because from what I heard, your husband ran to Coach Howard
to do damage control so that your boys could still get into Beacon next year.
It must be nice for Josh to be so protected
because his mother is the principal
and not holding him accountable for his actions.
Not everyone has that privilege.
- JB has the ball.
Passes it to Phil, Phil takes it. Oh, crosses.
Ah! A no-look pass.
- Bucket! - Swish!
Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah! - Oh! Oh! You all killed it on the court.
- Yeah! - Unstoppable.
Indeed, they are. Congratulations, way to represent.
- Yeah, we going to the championships! Yeah, baby!
I don't know how to say this, so, I just am. Filthy, you're suspended.
- From... from school? - From the team.
- What? - What?
Crystal, we said that we would talk about this.
Chuck, you deliberately went to speak to Coach Howard behind my back.
We didn't talk about that either.
This is my school where we do not put basketball over student safety.
Okay, hold on. These are our boys. You know how high the stakes are?
We clenched a spot at the city championships.
Filthy will not be playing
- in the city championships. - Mom, what?
The decision was made on behalf of the school and district.
- Mom, you can't do this. - It is not up for discussion.
- Yo, Mom! - Aye! Don't make me pull you off, too.
"Bane."
-As in ruin.
As in destruction.
As in the heart can only be broken
so many times, before it shatters into a million pieces.
Can't imagine you're not playing in the game.
I waited my entire life for this game.
Coach Howard isn't about to come just to watch me sit on the bench.
I'm playing in that game.
I know Dad has my back.
Remember that sixth-grade basketball game?
How could I forget? Zuma busted his nose. There was blood everywhere.
Yeah. I remember begging my mom to take me
even though I knew, she wasn't feeling up to it.
I kept telling her about how good you were
until I dragged her out of the bed in her pajamas.
Right, but we lost that game.
And you told me it didn't matter how many games you lost.
It wasn't about winning. It was about having the courage
to show up.
You remember all that?
How could I forget? You were rocking the crazy tall box...
- I did do that. - ...trying to bring back the '90s.
Which was way before we were even born.
Man.
My mom was so mad I made her come to that game.
Can't imagine how hard
these past couple of months have been for you.
Yeah, some days are worse than others.
Just been going through so much, I just...
wish I had showed up more for you.
Well, you're showing up now, and talking about it helps.
One thing about you, Maya, you always kept it real.
- That's the only way to live, okay? - Right, right, right.
Aye, now, I need you to use that same courage.
Go out to that game and show up. Just like you did in sixth grade.
And no matter what happens, I believe in you, Filthy.
- Oh, I'm going to show up. - Oh.
And I'mma...
- Oh.
- And I'mma show out! - Let's go!
And the crowd goes wild.
- Oh... oh, my God! Filthy!
Oh, okay!
When the game is on the line, you got to grab the ball,
survey the court, and focus on what matters most.
Pretty much everything else is insignificant.
So, how's Filthy doing?
He's dealing the way Filthy does. Hoping my mom will change her mind.
I can't imagine him not playing in the championship game.
JB, you're forgetting there are four other players out there on the court
- that will make up a team. You got this. - I know, but...
it's always been us on the court. When we play together, we're unflappable.
Now, you sound like Filthy.
You just got to learn to adjust, and quick. But you'll be okay.
- You think? - Doesn't your dad say,
"Shoot with your heart and you'll never miss"?
Something like that.
Right now, though, my heart's telling me it doesn't want you to move to L.A.
Well, one thing I can promise you is that I will be the loudest one
in those stands. "Whoo! JB! JB! Whoo!"
You know, babe...
What?
I've looked over these games a million times for inspiration.
Ain't nobody going to be able to learn these plays in such short notice.
city champs is going to be damn near impossible without him.
Why you say it like it's my fault?
Okay, fine. Let's say I lift the suspension and he plays.
The district will see me playing favorites.
My job and your coaching status is now in question.
No, babe, they will not, okay? Filthy, he made a mistake.
- That boy is sorry. - Is he?
And you're not about to talk trash about my pops...
Does that look like he's sorry to you?
He was basically putting a down payment on these hands.
Filthy thinks that consequences don't apply to him.
Which we both know is not true.
If you think my integrity as a principal and your job as coach
is worth a championship game, then I'll lift the suspension.
All right.
He got caught up in the hype, and his ego stepped in.
And look, I get it.
Not being in control of your son's consequences is scary,
but it's better that he misses the championship game now
than face far worse repercussions later in life...
when the game gets real.
Dad. Hey, did you talk to Mom yet?
I was thinking about changing the plays, you know, trying to open up
- JB's defense on the perimeter. - Klay Thompson.
Lance Stephenson.
Fans there on the bleachers.
Now, they've all trashed-talked LeBron.
And how does he respond?
By putting the points on the board and winning the championship games.
Which is exactly what I'm gonna do.
Not if you can't get that ego in check.
And I'm not just talking about basketball, son.
I'm talking about who you are as a person.
That kid that was on that Instagram live? I don't know who that kid was.
That is not the Filthy McNasty that I raised.
- Dad, you don't get it. - Oh, yes, I do. I've been there, son.
And I also know that this game? That comes with trash talk, okay?
On and off the court.
Now, there's gonna be other chances.
- What do you mean other chances? - If you don't grow tougher skin,
if you don't keep a cool head, keep that ego in check,
you gonna lose more than just this game. You're gonna lose yourself.
Son, this is about the choice you make at crunch time.
This is about how you carry yourself, especially when every move that you make
is going to be recorded and live rent-free on the internet?
Son...
Look, the decision has been made.
Your suspension is final.
Dad! Dad! Hey, hey, hey, hey! I... I wasn't trying to start that fight.
I... I was trying to protect you.
I couldn't let anyone talk trash about you, especially knowing
- that you're sick. - Don't worry about me, okay? I'm good.
- I just wanted to make you proud.
Oh, man.
- Hold on, give me a minute. - Dad?
- Dad. What's going on? Hey! Dad! Dad? Hey!
Dad. Come on. Dad? Someone help!
Help! Some... someone help me! Yo, Dad. Help!
Help!
Chuck "The Man" Bell once made 50 free throws in a row.
It was like the orange orb had wings, like an angel was taking it to the hoop.
But no matter how many times you make it...
...eventually, you're going to miss one.
How you handle what comes after...
Hello?
...that's what life is about.
What do you mean there's been an accident?
Choices.