CALIFORNIA STATE UNIVERSITY, NORTHRIDGE
16 BARS
A thesis submitted in partial fulfillment of the requirements For the degree of Master of Arts in Screenwriting
by
John Reyes Cadiente
May 2013
The thesis of John Reyes Cadiente is approved:
Rappaport, Jared H, MFA Date
Krasilovsky, Alexis R, MFA Date
Sturgeon, Scott, MFA, Chair Date
California State University, Northridge
ii DEDICATION
This thesis is dedicated to:
My family.
With their unconditional love and support, anything is possible.
iii
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Signature Page…………………………………………………………………………… ii Dedication ……………………………………………………………………………….iii List of Tables …………………………………………………………………………….iv Abstract …………………………………………………………………………………v 16 BARS ………………………………………………………………………………….1
iv ABSTRACT
16 BARS
by
John Reyes Cadiente
Master of Arts in
Screenwriting
When Jake, a witty high school student with a knack for hip-hop music, gets kicked out of his home and sent to a continuation school, he must now find his way back by surviving the school and ultimately becoming his own man.
v OVER BLACK
CHEERS of hundreds of rowdy teenagers uproar with excitement. HEAVY BREATHING of a boy who awaits to be brought on stage.
EMINEM'S "TILL I COLLAPSE" plays.
FADE IN.
DREAM SEQUENCE
INT. AUDITORIUM - NIGHT
It's dark backstage. JAKE, 17 and short, breathes heavily and jitters behind the curtains. He wears a hoodie over his head similar to a boxer whose about to enter a ring.
The song kicks it up a notch when a low rumbling of GUITARS and DRUM thumps build up. A hear thumping rhythm develops.
The crowd outside sings along with the backing vocals.
YO LEFT... YO LEFT... YO LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT!
Jake looks down at his SCUFFED UP NIKE'S to catch light underneath the curtains hitting it.
The song jumps into the beat with no raps.
BOOM, BOOM, CLAP! BOOM, BOOM, CLAP!
The rowdy crowd outside STOMPS and CLAPS along the beat.
Jake realizes a corded microphone wrapped around his wrist. He holds it tightly in his grasp.
The curtains split apart to reveal a blinding spotlight beaming at his face. Jake turns away.
The song cuts out abruptly. The crowd disappears. Complete silence.
Jake peeks and sees nothing but empty space. Perplexed, he removes his hood.
He wants to speak through the microphone but realizes it's no longer in his hand. Instead he finds a black bandanna wrapped around his wrist.
The spotlight ahead of him moves sporadically at every direction.
1 HELICOPTER PROPELLERS crescendo over Jake. Wind gushes on his face.
END OF DREAM SEQUENCE
CUT TO:
INT. SILVERLAKE HOME - DAY
A suburban house in Silverlake. It's surrounded by palm trees and a steel gate surrounds it.
Jake awakens to the helicopters hovering outside his window. He looks at his alarm clock. It's 4:56 AM. He drags himself off.
Jake opens the blinds and reveals POSTERS OF HIP HOP LEGENDS plastered on his wall.
JAKE Let's drop the beat shall we?
He turns on the radio. "BIG BOY'S NEIGHBORHOOD" plays while he does his daily push-ups.
Various letters from prestigious colleges scatter across his desk.
A framed picture of him and his Father smiling happily displays above the letters. A decathlon medal hangs from the picture.
Jake finishes and heads for his closet. He slides it open to find a black bandana hanging from a hook. He takes a long pause, then grabs the black jeans nearby.
INT. BATHROOM - LATER
Jake appears clean and decked out like he was straight out of a Levis ad. His WRIST begins to shake. He panics for a moment, then opens the mirror cabinet to grab a prescription pill case. He takes a blue pill out and gulps it down.
INT. LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Jake's little brother, Peter, an 13 year old walking talking encyclopedia, sits in front of the TV screen. We only focus on his facial expressions. Jake enters and kneels beside him.
JAKE You ready to head out buddy?
2 PETER Yeah sure, let go get my stuff.
Peter reluctantly stands up revealing to us an ARM SLING with a CAST underneath it. Jake's cheery mood recedes.
INT. HALLWAY
Jake struts across the hall with his backpack over his shoulders. He hears a fuss in his parent's bedroom along the way. Jake leans closer to their door.
INT. PARENT'S BEDROOM
Jake's parents, MARY ANN and DAVID, both on their 40s, stand toe to toe in the middle of the room.
MARY ANN Just give him time, hun. Maybe he doesn't know--
DAVID Doesn't know what? He's throwing away everything we've worked for, everything I worked for!
David storms to the door with disgust.
DAVID (CONT'D) He's going to become a bum like his Uncle!
INT. HALLWAY
Jake stands in the hallway with his back against the wall. His Father steps out and glares at him. Jake can't look him in the eye.
DAVID (CONT'D) You got something to say for yourself?
Jake fidgets and barely shakes his head. His Father towers over him then marches away. Jake looks up again to find his Mother inside giving him a reassuring smile. Jake tugs on his bag and looks off.
INT. JAKE'S CAR - DAY
Jake owns a RED RUNDOWN '92 FORD TEMPO. The mesh seats have rip marks like a dog chewed through them. A rosary hangs from the rearview mirror.
3 Jake and Peter hop in.
JAKE Are you ready ride?
Jake starts the ignition. He puts a cassette player with an aux cord into the car's stereo system. He jacks in his CD player.
TUPAC's "SHORTY WANNA BE A THUG" bumps through the speakers.
JAKE (CONT'D) Yeah buddy, that's what I'm talking about.
Peter rolls his eyes and shakes his head to the side. They take off.
EXT. SUNSET JUNCTION - DAY
The strip is a unique place where indie clothing stores and cafes stand side by side. The LOCALS walk carefree in the streets and sit happily in front of the establishments sipping their lattes.
Jake swerves his Tempo around the corners with the windows rolled down. Locals gaze awkwardly at him as he attempts to rap along Tupac's lyrics.
JAKE (CONT'D) I TELL YOU IT'S A COLD WORLD, STAY IN SCHOOL/ YOU TELL ME ITS A MAN'S WORLD, PLAY THE RULES (Offbeat) AND FADE FOOLS...
Jake gets this far into the lyrics, then starts mumbling gibberish.
Peter picks up where Jake fades off and shows his rap skills.
Peter I'M SITTING GETTING BUZZED/ LOOKING FOR SOME LUV FROM THE HOMIES...
Jake smiles and gives Peter a brotherly nudge.
JAKE & Peter CUZ SHORTY WANNA BE A THUG!
Jake gets off the strip and turns into a hillside residential area.
EXT. HILLSIDE - DAY
4 The sun don't shine on this side of Silverlake. Only rows of pale concrete houses with lawns as torn as Jake's car seats.
Jake comes to a stop sign with the initials "HKZ" written underneath it with a thick marker. Across the street, a GANG OF HISPANIC TEENS sporting dark sunglasses and white tees gather on the corner. They mess with an enraged PITBULL behind a chain- link fence.
Jake glances at Peter's broken arm and starts to breathe like a dragon. The Pitbull BARKS.
Peter notices Jake's mood.
Peter Hey.
Jake grips his steering wheel harder as he sees one of the members poking the pitbull with a TWIG. The Pitbull WHINES while each hispance member smiles disgustingly.
Inside Jake's head, he hears a faint cry of Peter screaming his name.
Peter (CONT'D) Big Bro?
Jake grits his teeth as the Pitbull fights back and bites the twig off their hands.
Peter waves his hand at Jake's face. Jake remains transfixed. Peter cranks up the BASS from the car stereo.
Peter (CONT'D) (to himself) This should bring you back.
Inside Jake's head, he hears his HEARTBEAT thumping along a rhythm. Jake snaps out of his trance as the TUPAC song fades in.
Jake sees his brother's concern and regains composure.
JAKE Sorry, I was just a little bit caught up in the moment.
Peter Hey man, its okay. Where we need to be is just over this block.
JAKE But those guys...
5 Peter Don't let them get to you. Sometimes you have to look through them. (beat) Not at them.
Jake takes one last glance then drives on through.
EXT. MIDDLE SCHOOL - DAY
Orange paint covers the buildings. A mascot of a LION winks happily on the side of it. Hyperactive kids run inside.
Jake pulls up in front.
INT. JAKE'S CAR
Peter staggers to get out. Jake helps him with his things. Before Peter leaves, he extends his fist to Jake.
Peter Take it easy.
Jake bumps his fist with his.
JAKE Go hard.
Jake takes a moment to watch Peter walk up the STEPS.
SIRENS echo from the distance. Jake sees a police car speeding from the rearview mirror and zips right passed him.
A CHIRP BEEP comes from Jake's cell phone like a walkie-talkie.
NELSON (V.O.) Ayo J? Where you at?
Jake chuckles and chirps back.
JAKE I'm on my way.
EXT. BACK ALLEY - DAY
An alley behind a liquor store in the hills. A TERRITORIAL TAGGING OF A GANG
6 plasters all over the wall.
NELSON, 17, huge and overweight, tip toes in front of the marking with a Krylon spray can at hand.
Jake's tempo parks in distance facing downhill towards Nelson.
INT. JAKE'S CAR
Jake shuts off his engine. He spots Nelson, then shakes his head.
JAKE Still trying to make your mark.
INTERCUT BETWEEN BACK ALLEY AND JAKE'S CAR
Nelson hums the Mission Impossible theme song and wraps a black bandanna around his mouth. He shakes the spray can.
Jake spots the RUSSIAN LIQUOR STORE OWNER dragging trash bags toward the alley.
JAKE (CONT'D) Oh shit!
Jake HONKS his horn.
JAKE (CONT'D) Nelson!
Nelson sprays on the marking to find out that the paint is the same color as the wall.
NELSON Well I be damn.
Nelson hears the honking and finds Jake's car on the hill. He happily waves at him while Jake signals him to get out of there.
Trash bags hit the floor.
STORE OWNER Hey you!
Nelson drops the spray can and staggers his way uphill towards Jake.
Jake ignites his car.
JAKE
7 I told you to lay off those kit-kats.
Nelson becomes asthmatic and slows down. The store owner closes in on him.
STORE OWNER Your ass is mine!
Jake puts the car on drive and takes off.
JAKE Hang in there buddy!
Nelson turns behind him to find the store owner a couple feet away from him.
Jake sees an area downhill where Nelson can run to.
JAKE (CONT'D) Down there! Run down!
Before the store owner catches him, Nelson runs downhill at an angle that meets with Jake's ride.
JAKE (CONT'D) Run, run, run, run, run like a boss!
NELSON (asthmatically) I can't reach it!
After a few slips, Nelson manages to open the door and jumps into the car.
The store owner tries to grab the handle of the opened door until Jake swerves his car around him to head back uphill. He also manages to close the door through the centrifugal force.
The store owner looks at the almost erased marking on the wall.
STORE OWNER Kids these days. Always want to start something.
He picks up the spray can.
STORE OWNER (CONT'D) But never finish it.
The store owner covers his mouth and continues spraying.
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL PARKING LOT - DAY
8 Hoards of HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS gather on the wide-open lot.
A BANNER ON THE GATE reads: "HOMECOMING DAY!"
Jake's car pulls in the lot.
INT. JAKE'S CAR
Jake and Nelson observe the interesting gatherings around the lot. CHEERLEADERS and JOCKS would crowd in one area while the ROCKERS and EMOTIONAL HARDCORE TEENS crowd the other.
Jake's eyes light up with excitement when he scans ahead.
JAKE Put your game face on.
EXT. PARKING LOT
Jake parks next to the most popular group on campus, the VARSITY BASKETBALL TEAM.
ALPHONSE, 16 and athletic, performs a catchy dance move of pumping his arms in the air like a basketball pump fake, while the bodies underneath him follow along.
Jake and Nelson watch from a distance. Alphonse spots them and jumps down.
ALPHONSE Jake, my man.
JAKE What's good homie?
ALPHONSE Shit, nothing much my dude. I'm just getting ready for the rally today.
JAKE I thought homecoming was in between fourth and fifth.
ALPHONSE Nah man. This time they doing something a little different this year. They're holding it in the auditorium this morning. Some sort of showcase. (beat) Ayo, word has it, there's a surprise performance too. 9 JAKE Word?
ALPHONSE Word. Some poet or shit like that.
Alphonse takes notice of Nelson's sweat drenched hoodie.
AlPHONSE (CONT'D) What happen to this fatass?
JAKE You should have seen him this morning, he outran this--
ALPHONSE You look like Diddy's dumbass when he ran that marathon. Greasy-ass Mother fucker.
Alphonse bursts out in laughter. Jake tries to finish his sentence but gets overshadowed by Al's giggling. Jake lets out an uncomfortable chuckle along with Al then notices the pain in Nelson's eyes.
JAKE We're gonna walk to Ms. Banks' class. Wanna roll?
ALPHONSE No can do baby boy.
The crowd calls Alphonse back to his pedestal. Al slips on his SHADES.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) I'm gonna hit the stage. Catch yall on the real. Peace!
Alphonse jumps back on the pickup and signals the DRIVER to bump his music. E40's "TELL ME WHEN TO GO" cues in. Everybody around Al goes hyphy.
Jake and Nelson watches on.
NELSON I don't see why you still kick it with him. I know he's part of our crew and all, but it ain't like he cares.
JAKE Me and him go way back since Elementary. I vouch for the dude considering that he's straight off
10 the boys in blue.
NELSON Five-Oh?
JAKE Nah man, the Crips. Take a look at his chucks.
Jake points out the BLUE LACING'S of Al's shoes.
JAKE (CONT'D) He got jumped out a couple months back. The OG's figured he had potential to make something of himself, so they turned him to basketball.
NELSON So why the colored laces?
JAKE Because that's his pass around the block.
Nelson gulps and takes a long pause. He shakes his head to snap out of his trance.
NELSON Dang man, after all this time I thought he was playing us. We're lucky to have a real hood mofo lead our crew along with you.
Jake tugs on his collar and forces a smile.
JAKE Yeah, you know how we do. Always keeping it hood.
Nelson pulls out his black bandanna and wipes the sweat off his face.
INT. ENGLISH CLASSROOM - DAY
The whiteboard appear smudged like the custodian had a hard time removing the permanent marker residue. LITERATURE QUOTES hang by the clock above. MS. BANKS, mid 40s and affable, sits in front of the class taking down the attendance.
DOORS on the opposite ends of the whiteboard remain open.
Jake sits on his desk with his HIP HOP XXL MAGAZINE out. The TICKS of the clock grow louder.
He gets distracted by the TEENS heading towards the assembly. He turns to Nelson,
11 who sits in the back of the class.
Nelson raises his hand.
NELSON Ms. Banks, how come we ain't going to the assembly?
MS. BANKS I have something more special planned for you guys today.
Ms. Banks pulls the drawer and takes out Hamlet. The whole class lets off a tiresome sigh.
Ms. BANKS (CONT'D) Come on now. To make this more exciting we're going to cast parts for--
A FIGHT breaks out outside between a ROCKER and a JOCK. Ms. Banks rushes to see what's going on one end of the classroom.
Jake spots an opportunity to ditch without Banks noticing. He gets his stuff and creeps towards the other opened door. Jake tries to convince Nelson to creep with him along the way, but Nelson signals him to go on without him.
Jake gets his bag caught on a nail sticking out beside the door. He tries to yank it out before Ms. Banks turns around. The commotion resolves and Ms. Banks finishes up yelling from the door.
Jake still can't budge. Ms. Banks turns to the classroom.
MS. BANKS (CONT'D) Oh my, they let you guys get away with anything nowadays.
Before she could notice Jake, Nelson abruptly stands up.
MS. BANKS (CONT'D) Yes Nelson?
Jake slips out wile Nelson fumbles words together.
NELSON I... I...
MS. BANKS Will be our Hamlet, perfect.
12 Nelson awkwardly sinks back to his desk.
INT. SCHOOL AUDITORIUM - DAY
The inside looks very old fashioned. Cobwebs form on the edges of the ticket booth.
Jake sneaks backstage to find stage props of trees. From the wings, he sees Alphonse with his team on stage getting the crowd fired up. Jake spots a silhouette of a person panting back and forth across the wings.
Alphonse and his team leave the stage. Curtains cascade down.
ON STAGE
THE PRINCIPAL, mid 40s and tall, stands before the rowdy kids.
PRINCIPAL Coming straight out of Inglewood, I bring to you guys the spokenword poet, G.
The curtain arises to reveal G, a mid 30s proud to be bald woman, standing before them. Jake’s eyes widen.
G Here's a poem called "And 2morrow" by Tupac Shakur.
G breathes in the pressure and performs.
G (CONT'D) TODAY IS FILLED WITH ANGER FUELLED WITH HIDDEN HATE SCARED OF BEING OUTCAST AFRAID OF COMMON FATE
Complete silence. G has the crowd where she wants them.
G (CONT'D) TODAY IS BUILT ON TRAGEDIES WHICH NO ONE WANTS 2 FACE NIGHTMARES 2 HUMANITIES AND MORALLY DISGRACED TONIGHT IS FILLED WITH RAGE VIOLENCE IN THE AIR CHILDREN BRED WITH RUTHLESSNESS BECAUSE NO ONE AT HOME CARES
13 Jake hangs on every word that's annunciated out of G's mouth.
G (CONT'D) TONIGHT I LAY MY HEAD DOWN BUT THE PRESSURE NEVER STOPS KNOWING AT MY SANITY CONTENT WHEN I AM DROPPED
G drops to her knees and stares deeply into the spotlight.
G (CONT'D) BUT 2MORROW I C CHANGE A CHANCE 2 BUILD A NEW BUILT ON SPIRIT INTENT OF HEART AND IDEALS BASED ON TRUTH AND TOMORROW I WAKE WITH SECOND WIND AND STRONG BECAUSE OF PRIDE 2 KNOW I FOUGHT WITH ALL MY HEART 2 KEEP MY DREAM ALIVE
G finishes. The students get up with a STANDING OVATION. Jake jerks a tear.
G makes her way off to the wings. Jake extends his hand out.
JAKE I just want to say that was most amazing thing I ever saw.
G sees the sincerity in his eyes. She cradles his hand with hers.
G The right words shall set you free my brother.
G walks off and fades in the dark.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. JAKE'S HOUSE, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Jake's parents sits on the couch and flips through the channels on the TV.
A couple feet away from them, Peter and Jake gather around the DINING ROOM table working on their assignments.
Jake listens to TUPAC while reading one of his textbooks. He taps the table with his
14 hand and bobs his head to the beat. Peter gets distracted and tries to get Jake's attention.
PETER Hey.
No response.
PETER (CONT'D) Hey!
Peter taps his hand on the table, Jake removes his headphones.
JAKE Yeah man, what's up?
PETER You think you could tone down the beats Dr. Dre?
Peter taps on the table rhythmically. Jake realizes what he's doing. He lets out an sigh.
JAKE Oh, sorry Pete. I didn't mean to lay beat down that much.
Both smiles. Peter shakes his head and gets back to his work.
Jake's Mother, Mary Anne, holds the remote up and continues to change the TV station every 2 seconds. It isn't until-
ON TV SCREEN: 50 CENT'S "MANY MEN" music video plays.
The rapper stands shirtless with two chains around his neck. He sways side to side talking about betrayal amongst his group of friends.
MARY ANN Hey honey, this is that one dollar guy.
Jake runs in front of the TV screen excited.
JAKE No Ma, that's Fifty Cent!
Jake's Father, David, laughs.
DAVID More like two fifty the way he lets his pants hang low.
David takes the remote from Mary Ann.
15 DAVID (CONT'D) Here, I'm tired of this hip hop nonsense.
David changes the channel unto a medical documentary. Jake throws his hands up.
JAKE Hey, we were watching that.
DAVID Get back to your work.
Jake eyes his Father for a bit. He hesitates to say something then walks back to the Dining Table.
DAVID (CONT'D) You know this good for your own good. Don't want you to end up like one of them hoodlums in these music videos.
Jake closes his book and packs his stuff. He makes his way to his room. Peter stops him and hands him something.
PETER Hey, don't let him get you down. (beat) Here.
Peter hands him a PENCIL with both of their names carved on it.
JAKE What's this?
PETER I just thought it might be something to help you with your writing.
Jake smiles.
JAKE Thanks!
He makes his way towards his room.
INT. JAKE'S ROOM - NIGHT
Jake sways to his room and turns on his lamp desk. The posters of Hip Hop legends stare at him. Jake takes a BLUE notebook out and rips out a sheet of paper.
16 JAKE Okay, let's do this.
Jake taps Peter's Pencil against the page. He focuses on the LEAD hitting the surface of the paper slowly.
He writes something down.
ON PAPER:
Keep it real.
He erases it and crumples the paper. He rips another sheet out of the notepad.
He taps the pencil on the page and holds his head like he has a headache.
He jots down something again then folds it again.
Jake looks up at the ceiling.
Later...
ON CLOCK: It's 2:30 AM.
Jake continues to stare at a blank page.
JAKE (CONT'D) Shit! This is a lot harder than I thought.
He looks up at the posters.
JAKE (CONT'D) How'd you guys do it?
He taps the Peter's Pencil against his head again then takes a second to look at the carved out names on it.
ON PENCIL: JAKE X PETE
Something hits Jake with realization. He sits upright and writes nonstop.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY - MORNING
Ms. Banks takes her erasable marker out and heads for the whiteboard.
MS. BANKS
17 Okay everyone, today's going to be another exciting lesson on... Drum roll please.
Everyone drums on their desks.
Ms. Banks writes poetry on the whiteboard.
MS. BANKS (CONT'D) Who can give me an example of what poetry is?
While Ms. Banks gives her lesson, Jake tries to get Nelson's attention from the back.
JAKE (whispered) Nelson!
Nelson places his hand over his face and turns to Jake.
NELSON (whispered) What?
Jake presents his paper filled with his RHYMES written all over it.
JAKE (whispered) I did it man!
Ms. Banks stands behind Jake with her arms crossed. Nelson tries to warn Jake his eyes.
JAKE (CONT'D) (whispered) What?
Ms. Banks clears her throat. Jake sits upright and folds the piece of paper.
MS. BANKS And what do we have here Jake? Sending secret notes to your friend over there?
Jake presents her the paper.
JAKE Oh, it's not what it looks like. It's just a rap I came up with.
MS. BANKS Rap? Well, well, well. You mind sharing this with the class? 18 Jake looks around the class. Dead silence.
The all want to see what he's got. He slowly stands up and walks in front of the class.
Jake then takes a deep breath and looks down at his rhymes. He shakes holding it.
JAKE (mumbles) I'm not trapped behind bars/ the bars is trapped behind me-
MS. BANKS I'm sorry Jake, you're going to have to project your voice louder.
Jake takes a look around the class. Everybody seems to a have look on their face like they don't care what he's doing. He glances at Nelson, who nods his head in support.
MS. BANKS (CONT'D) Again Jake, this time with more feeling.
Jake slowly bobs his head to the silence and holds the paper up. He gets in his mode.
JAKE I'M NOT TRAPPED BEHIND BARS/ THE BARS IS TRAPPED BEHIND ME/ RELENTLESSLY/ WITH THIS PEN, I SEEK/ THE BETTER ME/ THAT'S IN TOO DEEP. (beat) I DO THIS FOR MY BRO/ YEAH, I DO THIS FOR MY PEEPS/ IF BACK THEN, YOU DIDN'T KNOW/ I'M REPPING FOR THE STREETS/ THIS THE TWO ONE THREE/ NOT A THREE STEP PROCESS/ WATCH THIS!/ I'M PUTTING YOU SQUARES INTO BOXES/ APPLAUSES? CAUSE I CLAPPED YA'LL EVERY SINGLE TIME. (beat) MY RHYMES COCK BACK AND LAY YOU FLAT LIKE THIS WAS COLUMBINE. BUT I STAY CALM IN MIND/ EVEN THOUGH I'M PRESSED DOWN LIKE A STAMP/ I GOT THE JUICE (JEWS)/ YOU CAN NOT SEE (NAZI)/ THAT'S A CONCENTRATION CAMP.
Jake finishes and snaps out of his mode. His eyes widen again. He looks up at everybody.
19 Everyone in the class either has their jaw dropped or raises an eyebrow.
Jake turns to Ms. Banks, who remains speechless.
JAKE (CONT'D) You feel me now?
Jake looks down at his paper and smiles.
EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD STANDS - DAY - LATER
The stands oversee the whole field. FOOTBALL players run their drills on the field while Jake and Nelson hang out in the stands laughing.
NELSON Yo man, what you did today in class was pretty sick. You saw the look on Ms. Banks face?
Jake She was like...
Jake makes an exaggerated shocked face. Both burst out in laughter.
NELSON But seriously though, how long it take for you to come up with all that?
JAKE I honestly don't know. It felt like it all came to me in a matter of seconds but I spent hours staring at a blank page.
NELSON That's nuts man.
Alphonse struts his way on the stands and joins them.
ALPHONSE Yo what up cuz?
JAKE Someone's in a hood mood today.
ALPHONSE Yeah man, I got something lined up to stack them bills if ya know what I'm saying.
JAKE
20 Word? (pause) Is it straight?
ALPHONSE Straight as a ruler.
The football players on the field pushes a mat wall. Alphonse glances at the players then brings up another topic.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) Ayo, you heard what happened to Ms. Jackson's Daycare Center?
JAKE No, what happened? Is she aight?
ALPHONSE Word has it a crew came in, tore the place up, then bounced.
Jake breathes in anger again and balls his fist. SMASHES and GRUNTS reverberate from the field.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) Yo J? You alright man?
Jake shakes head and grabs his stuff.
JAKE Yeah, I'll catch you guys in a bit. I have to run some errands.
ALPHONSE Aight man, peace.
JAKE One.
Jake walks across the stands.
EXT. MS. JACKSON'S DAYCARE CENTER - DAY
YELLOW TAPE and POLICE CARS barricade the front. The plastic slides and mini swimming pool appear con-caved in.
Jake scans the area behind yellow tape. RICHIE, 9 and curious, rides his small bike towards Jake. Before the boy strolls passed him, Jake cuts him off. 21 RICHIE Hey!
JAKE Look, do you know what happened to this place?
RICHIE My Mom said I shouldn't be talking to strangers.
Jake kneels down and raises his hand up.
JAKE And your Mom is right. I just need to know what went down here.
RICHIE I don't know.
The boy looks up. He eyes an ICE CREAM MAN pushing his cart across the street.
Jake turns around and spots what the kid wants. He turns back to the boy, who smiles at him.
EXT. SIDEWALK - DAY - LATER
The HEAT WAVE wobbles the streets.
Jake and the boy sit on the sidewalk across the street from Ms. Jackson's house.
The boy licks his popsicle.
JAKE So you really saw them?
The boy nods.
JAKE (CONT'D) Is there anything you can describe about them? Like specific colors they were wearing or sports team.
The boy tilts his head and looks up.
RICHIE It happened pretty fast. I remember one of them having one of those thingys around their mouth.
JAKE
22 Thingy?
RICHIE Yeah, like when you sneeze.
Jake pulls out his black bandanna.
JAKE You mean one of these?
The boy nods.
Jake stares off into the streets. It gets hot underneath his buttoned up polo shirt, he unbuttons it to reveal his School's P.E. SHIRT.
RICHIE That's it.
The boy points at the school name on his shirt.
JAKE What this?
RICHIE Yeah, I remember one of them wearing jacket that has that same name.
Jake's eyes widen.
JAKE (to himself) Jacket? No way.
RICHIE Yes way!
Jake stands up and heads out.
RICHIE (CONT'D) Thanks for the ice cream stranger!
The boy happily waves at him from the sidewalk.
INT. JAKE'S HOUSE, LIVING ROOM - DAY
Jake works on his rhymes on the dining room table while Peter watches TV from the couch.
23 Jake tries to focus on his page, but can't help to notice Peter trying to scratch underneath his broken arm.
INT. JAKE'S ROOM - NIGHT
Jake lies on his bed and stares at the ceiling. He opens the lamp next to him and looks up at the hip hop posters.
JAKE What would you guys do?
Jake turns off the light.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SCHOOL CAFETERIA - DAY
Brightly lit with SUN RAYS beaming down through the windows. The place is filled with COMMOTION and SCHOOL SPIRIT. CHEERLEADERS and JOCKS fill the room.
Jake sits in the table with Nelson and the Varsity Basketball team.
Everyone laughs carefree, except him.
Jake looks around at everyone who's wearing T-shirt or Jacket bearing the school's name.
He only hears his own anger breathing heavily. Nelson grabs Jake's shoulder.
NELSON Hey you alright man? You've been acting a bit strange lately.
Jake hears School spirit CHEERS and gets grits his teeth. All he recognizes is Nelson in front of him.
JAKE I need to talk to Al.
NELSON He ditched today. Why?
Jake looks into Nelson's innocent eyes. He can see that he wouldn't be getting into a fight anytime soon.
CHEER UPROAR again.
24 JAKE Nothing, I can't stay here any longer.
Jake stands and walks out while Nelson gets swallowed up in the sea of STUDENTS.
EXT. FRANKLIN HILLS - DAY
A simple residential area with TALL TREES and WHITE PICKET FENCES.
Jake scans the area. He stops to observe a SIGN.
ON SIGN: NEIGHBORHOOD WATCH.
Curtains from a house moves in front of him. Jake thinks nothing of it then moves along.
He continues on to the bridge where expects to find Alphonse. He takes his cellphone out and dials for him.
JAKE Come on man, where you at?
No response. He hangs up and continues downward on the stairs leading below the bridge. SIRENS sounds off in the distance.
JAKE (CONT'D) What the hell?
Jake stops halfway from the steps and hear's a COMMOTION nearby. Alphonse appears at the bottom of the steps and runs up.
JAKE (CONT'D) (under his breathe) Alphonse.
Alphonse carries a BACKPACK the size of a camper's. Jake makes his way to the bottom towards him.
JAKE (CONT'D) Alphonse!
Jake waves at him. Alphonse sees him but powers forward.
ALPHONSE Shh! Keep it down.
Jake extends his fist out for props.
JAKE
25 Yo dawg, what up?
Alphonse leaves him hanging but stops to catch his breathe.
ALPHONSE Yo man, I gotta get out of here.
JAKE What are you talking about?
ALPHONSE There were these homeboys in the park and we had this pickup game and...
Alphonse slings the backpack around and opens it.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) You see. I took my shot.
Jake looks inside the bag. A .357 snub-nosed gun and a zipped bag filled with heroine.
JAKE Oh man... Is that what I think it is?
Alphonse zips the bag up and hyperventilates.
ALPHONSE I don't know what to do man. I figured if I took it, we'd get our operation going-
JAKE Operation? Yo dawg, that's some serious shit you got there.
A COMMOTION is heard at the bottom of the steps.
ALPHONSE Look, I don't even know what to do with these things man. I have to bounce man. (beat) I'll catch you on the flipside.
Jake stops him.
JAKE Give it to me.
ALPHONSE But J- 26 JAKE But nothing, give it to me. They'll never expect someone like me with this.
Alphonse hands the bag over while Jake fixes himself up casually.
The pants go above the waist and the shirt gets tucked in.
ALPHONSE Dang man.
JAKE I know, here.
Jake puts on the backpack while liking a Yuppy Prep School Nerd.
JAKe (CONT'D) You head up there and I'll meet you around back.
ALPHONSE Cool man, thanks.
Alphonse makes his way up. Jake takes a deep breathe.
JAKE Oh shit.
He makes his way down.
UNDER THE BRIDGE
COPS questions a CONCERNED RESIDENT as Jake creeps on by. He glances at the resident and sees her pointing the area like someone had really scared her.
One of the CHUBBY OFFICERS notices Jake and waves at him. Jake shakes as attempts to wave back. He's like a stone.
CHUBBY OFFICER Nothing to see here son, just keep it moving along.
Jake nods and grips his backpack. As soon as he gets out of distance, he sighs.
EXT. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - LATER
CHILDREN play carefree in the playground. Jake observes the KID drawing a picture while the other children pick on him. Jake stops at the chain-link fence.
JAKE
27 Hey!
They stop picking on the kid. The kid smiles at Jake. Jake gives him a nod and heads back up the hill.
BRIDGE
Jake hikes up and admires the lush green view of the hills.
EXT. FRANKLIN HILL - DAY
Jake sees the school in sights. He smiles.
JAKE Yeah man, I got this.
He continues on and bumps into a police patrol car in the alley. OFFICER RAMIREZ, mid 20s and built like a weight lifter, chimes in on the intercom.
RAMIREZ You right there, freeze.
Jake continues to walk on like they weren't referring to him.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I said freeze.
Jake stops. Officer Ramirez gets out with his gun drawn.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Put your hands up where I can see them.
Jake breathes heavily again in panic. He looks at the same house with the curtain swaying, and finds a WOMAN peaking through.
Jake pleads.
JAKE I don't what the problem is officer, I'm just heading for-
RAMIREZ Bullshit, stay where you're at.
Ramirez inches closer to Jake.
Jake eyes the alley.
28 RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Don't even think about it.
Ramirez takes out his handcuffs and arrests Jake.
INT. PATROL CAR
The backpack sits in front of the passengers seat opened with the laptop computer and RADIO hissing nearby.
Jake remains in the backseat with a look on his face like the world just ended. Officer Ramirez steps back into the car and turns off the RADIO.
RAMIREZ Boy oh boy are you in for it. Tell me, how's a guy like you end up with stuff like this?
Jake keeps his focus to leather panel underneath the caged divider that separates them.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Hey!
Jake looks up.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) You're going to have tell where you got this from okay?
Jake looks out the window.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I don't care whether if it's the Postman, your teacher, or whatever. I need a name!
Jake's lips tremble then hesitates to say something. He results to mumbling out.
JAKE I found it.
Officer Ramirez bangs his hang against the caged divider.
RAMIREZ Bullshit!
Ramirez turns away from Jake for a moment. The walkie-talkie on his belt buckle sounds off.
OFFICER ON RADIO (V.O.)
29 Do you have an i.d. of the suspect? Over?
RAMIREZ Dammit.
Ramirez takes the walkie talkie.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I'm still questioning residents. Copy.
Jake squints his eyes to why Ramirez didn't turn him in right away.
Ramirez turns the walkie-talkie off and places it aside. He turns back to Jake.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Look man, I was just like you when I was your age. You have your whole life ahead of you. (beat) Just tell me where you got this and I promise to let you go. No questions asked.
Jake tears up and takes a deep breathe. His lips quiver.
JAKE Like I said... (pause) I found it.
Officer Ramirez can see the lie in Jake's eyes. He sighs and turns on his walkie-talkie. He speaks into it.
RAMIREZ I have the suspect in custody.
Ramirez starts the car and drives by the High School.
Jake looks out the windows and finds Alphonse hanging out in the front lawn, laughing amongst a group of people.
Alphonse spots Jake.
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL LAWN
Alphonse runs to the sidewalk.
ALPHONSE Ayo J!
30 INT. PATROL CAR MOVING
Jake looks back and shakes his head.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. POLICE STATION HOLDING CELL - DAY
A small room with rusty steel bars extended from one wall to the other. Jake sits in the corner with both hands on his head.
JAKE How did I get here?
He looks up to find a MUSCULAR TATOOED MAN and a MOHAWK TEEN eyeing him from across the cell.
Doors open. His Mother, Mary Ann, walks in crying.
MARY ANN Oh Jake what did you do?
She extends her arms out from the other side of the bars. Jake drops to his knees bawling. He hugs his Mother through the bars.
JAKE I'm sorry Mama... (beat) I'm sorry.
FADE TO:
INT. JAKE'S ROOM
Jake and his Mother sit on his bed. She rubs his shoulders in comfort.
A CAR pulls in from the driveway. Jake closes his eyes to the sound of the CAR KEYS RATTLING. SLAM! The door shuts from the car aggressively.
Jake looks up to his Mother.
MARY ANN Everything's going to be okay honey.
She kisses his forehead. Jake's Father enters through the door silently.
MARY ANN (CONT'D)
31 Just sit tight, I'll try to talk to him.
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
David marches with his tie on and suitcase at hand. He runs into Mary Ann.
DAVID (silently) Where is he?
MARY ANN Look he's had a rough day.
DAVID Rough day? (beat) I'll show you rough.
David storms passed Mary Ann and into Jake's room.
MARY ANN Honey? (pause) Honey!
David enters and slams the door.
INT. JAKE'S ROOM
Jake remains on his bed with his head down. David stands above him.
DAVID What did you do?
Jake doesn't know where to begin.
JAKE I... I...
DAVID You what? Speak up dammit!
Jake draws a blank and shakes his head.
JAKE I'm sorry.
32 DAVID You're sorry? (beat) Is that all you have to say?
JAKE I don't know what else to tell you Dad.
David looks up at the posters on his wall.
DAVID Well, maybe they can tell me what happened since they inspire you so much.
David tears down TUPAC and EMINEM from the wall.
JAKE Dad, no!
Jake tries to stop him. David pushes him to the side and holds up NWA.
DAVID Straight Outta Compton. Ha!
He splits the poster down the middle. Jake crawls and picks up the bits of pieces of his idols. He starts to breathe in anger again.
DAVID (CONT'D) So you really want to be a gangster?
David unbuckles his BELT and wraps it on his fist.
DAVID (CONT'D) Let me show you how gangsters get treated in my house.
David holds the belt up and gets ready to swing at Jake.
Jake tackles him against desk and breaks the framed photo of them.
Mary Ann bangs on the door outside.
INT. HALLWAY
Mary Ann cries and tries to turn the knob.
MARY ANN David please.
33 Peter walks to the hallway with Jake's headphones on. He takes them off once he sees Mary Ann crying.
PETER Mom? Is everything okay with Jake?
MARY ANN Everything is okay sweetie, just go back in the living room.
Peter places the headphones back on and lies down on the couch in the living room.
INT. JAKE'S ROOM
The room's a mess. Pieces of posters and shattered framed glass scatter all over the floor.
David has a drop of blood running down his head. Jake calms down and rushes to his Father's aid.
JAKE Oh Jesus, I'm so sorry Dad.
He tries to help him up. David shrugs him off and reaches for the PLASTIC BAG inside the trash can.
DAVID (silently) Get out.
David staggers on to his feet and heads into Jake's closet.
JAKE Dad?
David throws in a couple of Jake's clothes inside the trash bag.
DAVID Get out.
Jake tries to reason with him.
JAKE But Dad-
DAVID But nothing, I want you out.
Jake tries to grab the bag while David staggers all over the room.
34 JAKE What about Peter and Mom?
David ignores Jake and throws whatever he touches in the bag. He finally turn to Jake.
DAVID I said I want you out of my house now!
David opens the door with disdain. He grabs Jake by the collar and yanks him out of the room.
INT. HALLWAY
David pulls Jake with one hand and his things with the other. Jake burns his fingers from trying to claw the carpet floor.
Mary Ann tries to stop David.
MARY ANN What happened? (beat) What happened?
She stops and covers her mouth as soon as she sees the blood on David's head.
MARY ANN (CONT'D) Oh my God honey. (pause) What have you done?
Jake calls to her with his hand out.
JAKE Mom?!
INT. LIVING ROOM
Jake grabs unto his Father's leg.
JAKE Please Dad. Don't do this.
David opens the main door and tosses his stuff outside.
DAVID You want to be street. Now live in it!
35 David shoves him outside.
EXT. SILVER LAKE HOME - NIGHT
Jake doesn't want to plead for his Father anymore.
David tosses him his school bag.
Jake slings it on and picks up the trash bag.
He tries to keep his head to show his Father up until-
He sees Peter arising from the couch with his headphones on.
JAKE (silently) Peter.
Before Peter realizes what's going on, David SLAMS the door. The sound of his Mother and Peter screaming get muffled out.
Jake has a look on his face like he just witnessed a murder. He remains still until he no longer hear's the screaming inside anymore.
Jake slowly turns away from his home.
EXT. ECHO PARK - NIGHT - LATER
The park is dark, eerie, and misty. Only the glows of Fluorescent lights display the benches and cemented pathways. A pay phone stands in between the park and the sidewalk.
Jake staggers his way to the pay phone. He carries a trash bag filled with his stuff on his back.
TALL AFRICAN AMERICAN TEENS dressed in basketball attire, gathers near the benches. One of them carries a cellphone out. FAT JOE'S "LEAN BACK" blares from its tiny speakers.
Jake eyes them for a moment then picks up the pay phone.
INT. METRO BUS MOVING - LATER
The inside of the bus looks like a worn out skateboard. Scratches of gang names and stickers plaster on the ADS displayed above, cushioned seats, and the glossy plexiglass windows.
36 Jake finds himself alone with another MAN sleeping in the back of the bus. He slouches near the front, next to the OBLIVIOUS BUS DRIVER.
He holds an opened crumpled piece of paper filled with his rhymes. He stares at it intensely.
JAKE Who am I fooling? (beat) What was I thinking?
He turns the crumbled piece of paper over and takes out the pencil Peter gave to him earlier.
He scribbles.
ON CRUMBLED PAPER: DEAR PETER...
The bus comes to a stop. Hydraulic doors open. A BEARDED HOMELESS MAN, 40s and need of a shower, struts his way in. The bearded man sits across from Jake.
Jake remains locked on his paper. He talks to himself as he writes.
JAKE (CONT'D) I let you down...
He erases it.
JAKE (CONT'D) I'm sorry...
He crosses it out and taps the pencil against his head.
The bearded homeless man eyes Jake's trash bag with curiosity.
Jake writes another thing down, then scribbles it out. He continues mumbling to himself.
JAKE (CONT'D) No that's not what I want to say...
Jake scratches his head. The homeless man inches closer to the trash bag. He pulls the CALL WIRE and darts for Jake's stuff.
JAKE (CONT'D) Hey!
Jake tugs on to the bag while the homeless man growls at him. They end up ripping the bag open, PAPERS and Denim Clothing fly out.
37 JAKE (CONT'D) Shit!
Jake tries to grab a handful of his stuff back while the homeless man manages to get the jeans and polo shirts away from him.
JAKE (CONT'D) Give that back!
The homeless man grins and bolts out of the bus as soon as the doors open.
JAKE (CONT'D) Come back!
Jake gets ready to chase after him as soon as he reaches the door. He finds himself outside the Skidrow apartments where his Uncle stays. The Bus Driver calls Jake out.
BUS DRIVER Is this your stop or what?
Jake nods and reaches down for his stuff.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT COURTYARD - NIGHT
The place looks like a Camping Ground for the HOMELESS. Jake makes his way through with his stuff cradled in his arms.
EXT. UNCLE FELIX'S ROOM
Jake knocks on the door. UNCLE FELIX, mid 30s and sports a mullet, opens the door with a cigarette in his mouth. Jake hesitates to say something.
JAKE I called earlier and I...
Felix shakes his head.
FELIX Don't even worry about it... Family's family.
Felix gives him room to step through. Before Jake enters, Felix offers Jake a puff of his cigarette.
JAKE No thanks, I don't smoke.
FELIX
38 Your loss.
INT. UNCLE FELIX'S ROOM
The room already has the COUCH folded out into a bed. A coffee table stands in front of it with dozens of beer bottles and cigarette butts.
Jake gets ready to set his stuff down beside the couch.
FELIX (CONT'D) Whoa there cowboy, right there is where I lay. I cleared a spot especially for you.
Jake raises an eyebrow.
Felix directs him to his fairly big walk-in closet. Only a sleeping bag and dim lamp is in there.
Jake sighs. Felix puts his hand on his shoulder.
FELIX (CONT'D) Beats the streets any day.
Felix pats Jake on the back, then walks away. Jake stares at enclosed walls.
JAKE This isn't so bad right?
Jake sets his stuff down and closes the door. As he looks around, he falls to his knees and buries his face in the sleeping bag. The sound of his screaming is muffled.
FADE TO:
INT. COURTROOM - DAY
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! The GAVEL hits the podium with authority. The JUDGE, 40s, bald, and grumpy sits on the top with his hands closed on one another.
Jake awaits behind the barrier with his Uncle Felix. Felix whispers in his ear.
FELIX Keep your head kid. They probably gonna give you community service.
The Judge's facial expression is like a stone. It doesn't seem like he's on Jake's side.
Jake keeps his head down until-
39 The doors swing open and Officer Ramirez walks in with a Vanilla Portfolio at hand. He darts a worried look at Jake then approaches the Judge. He hands him the portfolio.
The Judge opens the portfolio and flips through a couple pages then takes off his glasses. He calls Officer Ramirez over and points at a specific page.
Jake wonders what's going on. He sees the Judge takes a reluctant sigh and closes the portfolio.
JUDGE Alright let's get this in motion. It appears that I have new information brought to me by your arresting Officer, Frank Ramirez.
The Judge flips to the first page of the portfolio.
JUDGE (CONT'D) Officer? You mind giving your testimony?
Officer Ramirez approaches the bench and says his OATH.
JUDGE (CONT'D) Now, can you recall the events leading up to the arrest?
RAMIREZ A week ago I apprehended this young man with illegal substances and firearms in his possession. (pause) Even though I am not fully convinced that he can ascertain such things, I believe he's covering up for somebody.
Jake is surprised by Ramirez's defensive take on the story.
JUDGE But the firearms and drugs were in his possession?
RAMIREZ Yes sir.
JUDGE Okay, you may leave the bench.
The Judge carelessly lifts a hand in the air.
RAMIREZ Sir if I may...
40 JUDGE It's alright, this is pretty much straight forward.
The Judge winks at Ramirez and brushes the portfolio aside. The Officer doesn't like where this is going.
RAMIREZ Sir, if you take a look on the last page-
JUDGE Officer, you're out of order.
RAMIREZ But sir.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK as the gavel hits.
Jake sits in the distance. All he could hear is his Mother crying and banging on his room door. Then a resounding SLAM from when he got kicked out.
JUDGE Plaintiff.
The Plaintiff, 40s and built like a linebacker, towers over Officer Ramirez. Ramirez holds his hand up and willingly escorts himself out of the bench.
RAMIREZ Judge, you're making a big mistake if you don't look at that last page.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! Officer Ramirez stops and waits for him to open the portfolio.
The Judge looks at Jake.
Jake remains shocked from the knocks.
The Judge puts his opens the portfolio and turns to the last page. He smirks to Ramirez.
JUDGE He wouldn't last a day.
The Judge shoots his eyes playfully at Jake and giggles to himself. He shakes his head and has fun with the sentencing.
JUDGE (CONT'D) Alright, have it your way Officer.
He turns to Jake.
41 JUDGE (CONT'D) Son, today's your lucky day.
A weight has been lifted off Jake's shoulders. Jake's eyes glow with hope.
JUDGE (CONT'D) I hereby sentence you to spend the remainder of your school year in Whitney Young.
The Judge hits the podium with the gavel one last time.
JUDGE (CONT'D) Son, you're going to wish I sent you to Detention Center.
Jake wonders why the Judge's so happy. Officer Ramirez approaches him.
RAMIREZ Whitney Young, you've ever been there before?
Jake shakes his head.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) It's a continuation school in South Central. (pause) Word of advice, always stare back and never turn away.
Officer Ramirez has a dead serious look in his eyes.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I'll be seeing you soon.
Jake has a look on his face like he stepped on shit.
EXT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL - DAY
The bus pulls up next to the sidewalk of the school. Ramirez posts up against his patrol while dozens of CONTINUATION STUDENTS scatter outside the bus.
Jake steps out and pauses as he gazes on the massive concrete walls of the continuation school. Jake closes his eyes, tugs on his bag, and takes a deep breathe.
MICHAEL, a tall sixteen year old with a mean mug, bumps into Jake from behind.
MICHAEL Ayo, watch it!
42 Jake turns around and tries to size him up. Michael towers over him.
MICHAEL (CONT'D) What? You want some of this?
Jake has a glare in his eye like he's ready to take anything this guy's going to throw at him. SCOTTY, an innocent younger version of Michael, taps him on his shoulder.
SCOTTY Mom's gonna let you have it if you get in trouble again.
Jake can see the resemblance between the two. Michael continues to stare him down while Michael tries to drag him along.
SCOTTY (CONT'D) Come on.
Jake can see the concerned look at the little brother's eyes. An image of Peter suddenly comes to his head.
Jake yields with the stare down.
MICHAEL You're lucky homie. I was about to rock your shit.
Michael turns to Scotty.
MICHAEL (CONT'D) Stay behind me when you go in.
Jake watches them enter through the school gates. Officer Ramirez finally makes his way over with a smirk.
RAMIREZ For a moment there, I thought you two were going to scrap.
Jake s at him with disdain.
JAKE Aren't you supposed to prevent that from happening?
RAMIREZ I'm just here to make sure you enter the school. That, and I'm also the one evaluating your progress.
Ramirez notices Jake's hands trembling in the grip of his bag. 43 RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Need a hand there with your bag buddy? (pause) Or should I check it again to make sure you don't have something you shouldn't have?
Ramirez chuckles and pats Jake's shoulder like it was cool.
Jake shrugs him off.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Who know's maybe you'll make it back home at the end of this.
Jake shrugs him off.
JAKE I'm going to make it back home. That's a promise.
Jake walks through the school gates while Officer Ramirez crosses his arms, impressed by Jake's determination.
EXT. BASKETBALL COURTS - DAY
Through the gates of the school stands a row of Basketball Courts with benches of HOSTILE ROWDY STUDENTS gathered around it.
Jake gets padded down by DWAYNE, a large Samoan Security Guard, next to the Metal detectors. He grabs his bag and makes his towards the courts.
Jake tries to avoid eye contact while sketchy characters give him the stink eye. He spots the gangster he saw he met off the bus and continues on forward.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
Hollow green metal lockers stretches across the hall. Jake sluggishly walks through while trying to figure out where his class is.
He refers back to the class schedule card in his fingertips.
A tall SAMOAN SECURITY MAN stands with his back against the lockers. He has a look that says, "I'll break you in one squeeze."
Jake walks on through as the large Samoan shoots a glare.
SARAH, a mid thirties stern counselor, pants around. Jake approaches her.
JAKE (CONT'D) Excuse me; I'm looking for this room-
44 SARAH You must be Jake.
Sarah takes a glance at him from head to toe.
SARAH (CONT'D) You must be Jake. Come with me.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
The room is as lifeless as the color Grey. Crumpled-up posters on the walls of the rules of the classroom.
Jake stands in the middle of the classroom while the counselor gets everybody situated. The whole classroom is a rowdy frenzy.
SARAH (CONT'D) Okay everyone, settle down.
The rowdiness eventually recedes.
SARAH (CONT'D) This is Jake. He'll be staying with us for the remainder of the school year.
Jake s around and spots Michael snarling at him in the middle of the classroom. JERSEY, a short Hispanic boy sporting a Raiders Football Jersey, smiles at Jake with a PEN in his mouth.
SARAH (CONT'D) I hope you give guys him a warm welcome.
Sarah presents Jake the empty graffiti seat in between Jersey and the gangbanger.
Jake cautiously makes his way towards it.
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
The Store Owner happily throws his trash bags outside. He walks back into his liquor store.
A 1964 IMPALA rolls up in front. Two pairs of feet step out of the ride.
INT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
The Store Owner remains distracted on a crossword puzzle. The DOOR SENSORS sound off.
45 STORE OWNER Welcome.
The Store Owner continues to keep his focus on the puzzle.
MASKED MAN (O.S.) Empty that shit out ese!
The Story Owner peaks out to find a MASKED MAN pointing a gun at him. The Store Owner eyes the shotgun beside the cash register.
MASKED MAN (CONT'D) No funny stuff old man.
STORE OWNER Just take it easy okay.
The Store Owner doesn't make quick movements. He opens the cash register and tries to kick the shotgun with his leg toward him.
Another MASKED MAN with GLASSES calls from the outside.
MASKED MAN WITH GLASSES Ayo, what's taking so long vato?
The Masked staress off for a brief moment. The Store Owner goes for his weapon.
BANG! BANG!
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
The Masked Man with glasses runs inside.
MASKED MAN WITH GLASSES Oh shit!
RATTLING OF COINS is heard getting thrown into the bag.
MASKED MAN WITH GLASSES (O.S.) (CONT'D) Dang fool! All you had to do was chill. Now look at you.
Soon the two Masked Men run out of the store and escape in their Impala. They drive off.
The Store Owner crawls on his belly leaving a blood trail behind.
STORE OWNER
46 Help! Help!
A BYSTANDER sees him and runs to his aid.
Fade TO:
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
The bell rings. TROY, an exhausted history teacher, sighs with relief.
TROY Okay everyone, make sure to go over Chapters five and six in your book and I'll see you tomorrow.
A faint ebonic voice speaks in the midst of the classroom.
FAINT VOICE (O.S.) Kiss my ass!
The teacher slouches his shoulders and shakes his head. He doesn't even bother to take disciplinary action. The rest of the class stands up giggling and storms right by at him.
Jake takes his time to gather his notebooks and place it in his bag. He stands up and gets ready to swing around his shoulders.
He pauses for a second to take a glance into the deep hollow hole in his bag. He reaches inside of it and pulls out gun.
JAKE What the hell?
Michael deliberately bumps into Jake.
Michael Watch it you mark!
Jake drops his bag. His notebooks and pencil scatter across. He no longer has the gun in his hand.
JERSEY s like your making friends faster than you think.
Jersey picks up Jake's notebook entitled, "DOPE RHYMES." His eyes grow with intention.
Jake slowly rises and takes his notebook back.
JAKE Jake.
47 Jake extends his hand out for a shake. Jersey ignores the handshake and keeps his eyes on his rhyme book.
JAKE (CONT'D) And your name?
Jersey snaps out of it and grabs Jake's hand-in for a handshake hug. He pats Jake's back.
JERSEY Jersey. (pause) You rap homie?
JAKE I freestyle a bit, but that's pretty much it.
Jersey eyes the book one more time.
JERSEY You down for some grub?
Jake gives him another hard stare. There's something off about this character.
JAKE Sure.
INT. CAFETERIA - DAY
Everyone sits divided from each other. Hispanics sit divided from the Blacks as the Asians sit divided from the Tattooed Whites.
On the side of the cafeteria, a table for a HIP HOP THEATRE group displays posters and pamphlets saying "SAVE THE ARTS IN THE SCHOOL."
Michael spots Jake from the distance.
MICHAEL Looks like our boy met his first friend here.
Michael grins. Scotty glances at Jake.
SCOTTY Oh no, not those guys.
Both of them shake their heads and stares at the two empty chairs next to them.
MICHAEL They're late again.
48 SCOTTY Come on bro, cut them some slack. You know how hard it's been for them.
MICHAEL We all got it hard.
SCOTTY Not as hard as that boy right there.
Scotty nods to Jake's direction.
MICHAEL Your damn right.
Jake holds his tray as he gets through the sea of people with Jersey leading the way.
Up ahead is GERALD, a beanie wearing Persian, sits shoe-less cleaning his Nike Air Max on the table with a cloth.
RED CHUCKS, an all red wearing thug, and CORTEZ, a glasses wearing Hispanic, towers on the sides of Gerald like knights.
OTHER TEENS surround Gerald with some sort of form of high fashion.
Jersey finally cuts through the circle and spots
JERSEY Yo what up Ma? When are you gon start giving me a chance?
GERALD This the busta you texted me about?
JERSEY Yeah G, he raps.
GERALD Oh really?
He takes one glance at Jake and laughs.
GERALD (CONT'D) You don't look like you could rap.
JERSEY See for yourself.
Jersey hands Gerald Jake's notebook.
49 Jake tries to stand up when hand extends behind him and pushes him back down.
RED CHUCKS Sit yo ass back down homie.
Another hand reaches out on Jake's shoulder. Cortez glares at Jake with his glasses.
Cortez Don't move ese.
Gerald flips through the notebook and chuckles.
GERALD You won't mind if I borrowed this.
JAKE Yes, I do mind.
RED CHUCKS What you say boy?
CUT BACK TO:
Michael sees what's going on with Jake. He has a disgusted expression on his face.
CUT TO:
Red grips Jake's shoulder more. Jake tries to act strong. Gerald stands up and raises one hand up.
GERALD Calm down Chucks.
Red loosens his grip. Jake tries to show no weakness. Gerald hovers around Jake.
GERALD (CONT'D) You got some balls homie but I wasn't asking.
LAUGHTER CRESCENDOS throughout Gerald's crew. Gerald leans in from behind Jake's ear.
GERALD (CONT'D) Who knows maybe you could write my shit.
Jake headbutts Gerald's chin. Red Chuck gut checks Jake. Jake almost stumbles to the side, Cortez keeps him propped up.
RED CHUCKS Dumbass. You gon get it this time.
50 CUT BACK TO:
Hip-hop theatre table. four empty chairs.
Cut back TO:
Gerald brushes the blood off his lips with his fingers. He s off to the Security and notices him staring away from them.
GERALD Hold this busta down.
Gerald nods at his crew to form a crowd around Jake, blocking him from the view of the security.
Gerald makes his way around the table and grabs Jake's shirt collar.
Gerald takes a Brass Knuckle from his bag and places it in between his fingers.
GERALD (CONT'D) Oh homie, you ain't gonna too good at the end of this.
Jake breathes from the gut shot. He manages to keep his head up.
GERALD (CONT'D) You know this is going to hurt right?
Gerald gets ready to punch Jake until-
A Boombox from beside them plays RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE's "RENEGADES OF FUNK."
BECKY, a beautiful petite Brunette wearing a bright pink windbreaker, poses with her arms crossed. Once the beat kicks in, she slides on her knees across the floor and begins to break dance. SHAUN, a 17-year-old boy dressed in a Yuppie Prep School Get-up, joins Becky by busting his own moves.
People around their way and catches the attention of the Security guard.
Gerald loosens his grip again as more people around their way. He wants to get one in. His knuckles itch to connect with Jake's face.
Scotty puckers up his lips and steps in with a MICROPHONE attached to the boombox. He waves his other hand in the air like he's pretending to DJ.
He beatsboxes a scratch effect. CHICKA CHICKA!
51 MICHAEL You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge.
BEATBOX SCRATCH.
MICHAEL (CONT'D) Let's take them back!
Michael presses play on the ipod connected to the boom box.
Scotty beatboxes in sync with RAGE's song.
More people groove to the beat and gather around.
Michael walks into the crowded circle like a gladiator entering a coliseum.
MICHAEL (CONT'D) GROWING UP IN A CONCRETE JUNGLE/ MOST TIMES, FELT LIKE I WAS GONNA STUMBLE/ UNTIL THE DAY I... STARTED TO MUMBLE/ BANGING ON WALLS I WAS READY 2 RUMBLE!/ THEN WATCHED IT ALL CRUMBLE/ AS I CHANGE'D THE CHANNELS- WITNESS FOUNDATIONS TURN INTO SHACKLES/ LEFT IN THE GRAVEL/ FACED WITH A SHOVEL/ COULDN'T LIFT MYSELF, I HAD CARPAL TUNNEL/ NOW THEY ALL THINK THEY'RE LETHAL, BUT THEY'RE JUST MERELY PLACEBOS, SO WE PEOPLE, WATCHED ON AS THE MARKET CRASHES, LIGHT THIS BEAT ON-FIRE, THREW IT BACK TO THE MASSES...
Dwayne, the Security guard, glances around there way.
Jake remains in Gerald's grip. Jersey makes eye contact with Dwayne and tugs on Gerald's shoulder.
JERSEY Yo, we gotta bounce Big G!
Red Chucks presses on from behind.
RED CHUCKS
52 Knock this fool out G!
Dwayne notices the ruckus and makes his way over to them.
Gerald sees him approaching for the corner of his eye.
GERALD You lucky this time, homie.
Gerald nods to the two standing behind Jake. They push Jake to the floor.
Dwayne arrives.
DWAYNE Make way ya'll, make way.
Dwayne cuts through the crowd and sees Jake on his knees.
DWAYNE (CONT'D) What's going on here?
Gerald pretends to be helping Jake off the floor.
GERALD Nothing wrong here sir! Just helping this poor kid out.
Dwayne can see in Jake's eyes that this isn't the case.
DWAYNE You okay?
GERALD He's okay, isn't that-
DWAYNE I wasn't asking you.
Dwayne offers his hand to Jake.
Gerald and his crew grit their teeth.
Jake eyes Dwayne's hand. He also sees Gerald's people around him giving him a “you better not” look.
Jake nods to himself and begrudgingly sighs.
He turns back to Dwayne's hand.
53 JAKE It's cool man. I was just... (pause) Tripping.
DWAYNE Tripping?
JAKE Yeah, tripping. Like I fell.
Dwayne puts his hands on his hips. Really?
JAKE (CONT'D) I'm new to this school and I didn't watch where I was going. So, yeah.
Dwayne eyes Gerald and his crew.
DWAYNE You boys stay out of trouble now.
GERALD Yes sir!
Gerald and his crew make their way out. He takes Jake's notebook and slams it in the trash.
Jersey gives him the cut-throat signal with his fingers across the neck.
Jake makes his way over to the trashcan and picks up his rhyme book. He glances over at the Hip Hop Theatre table. While they perform on the side, Jake approaches the table and eyes a poster of them performing on stage.
He sees a picture of Michael rapping on stage.
SCOTTY Do you perform?
Jake shakes his head. He scans down at the posters.
JAKE So what's this about? You guys doing some kind of open mic night?
MICHAEL (O.S.) Art's showcase.
Michael places the boombox on the table. He immediately rushes back out of the 54 conversation.
SCOTTY Since, we lost funding for throwing one of these things. We trying to convince the school to bring it back.
JAKE What's his deal?
SCOTTY That's my brother, Mike. He's only protective of me.
JAKE I know the feeling. So what does it take to get on the showcase.
BECKY First, you gotta have an element.
Becky places her stuff on the table and takes a seat. Jake gets distracted by her beauty as she takes off her cap blocking her face. Jake shakes out of it.
JAKE Element?
Becky points out examples on their poster.
BECKY You know, the elements of hip hop? Breaking, DJing, MCing, and Graffiti.
JAKE I guess that makes me an emcee.
Michael Spit something then. If you want in you gotta audition for it.
Michael glares at Jake.
MICHAEL (CONT'D) Don't just stand there Scotty, give the man a beat.
Scotty beatboxes. Jake nods his head to the rhythm. He mumbles himself but can't seem to follow the rhythm.
MICHAEL (CONT'D)
55 Well, we're waiting.
Jake looks down at his rhyme book then back at the four.
He starts breathing heavily then gives up on the spot. He storms away from the group. Michael ends laughs and tries to get the others to laugh with him.
INT. LOS ANGELES MISSION HALL - DAY
The homeless crowd the huge hall. Many sit down with exhaustion and others try to maintain a conversation with one another.
Jake waits behind a gentleman finishing his phone call. He s around at the gloomy faces looking at the floor. The gentleman hangs up and gives Jake a nod.
Jake picks up the phone and dials for his home.
INT. SILVERLAKE HOME - DAY
The phone rings throughout the empty house. No response.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. LOS ANGELES MISSION HALL
Jake hangs up and dials for Nelson's cell.
NELSON (V.O.) Hello?
JAKE What up Nels!
NELSON (Uncomfortably) Hey.
JAKE Yo, I'm still here. It's not like I went to Juve or anything.
NELSON I've hearing a lot of messed up stuff lately.
JAKE What you heard?
NELSON
56 That you snitched with the po-po, and that's why your sentence go reduced.
JAKE What?!
Jake catches himself attracting attention.
JAKE (CONT'D) I am not snitch! You know me Nels.
NELSON Shit's been crazy since you've gone J. Old man from liquor got robbed yesterday and they blasted his ass.
JAKE Any word on the crews moving on any other hoods?
NELSON No, just ours.
Jake sighs.
JAKE What about Al?
NELSON Nah, ever since the basketball season started, I haven't heard from him since.
Nelson begins to wheeze.
JAKE You okay there Nels?
Nelson takes a puff of his inhaler.
NELSON I don't know what to do J, they're closing in on my hood.
JAKE Just sit tight Nels, I'll be back soon.
Jake hangs up with a determined look in his eye.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT - NIGHT
57 Jake sits in his closet with crumples of papers next to him.
He s at the pencil Peter gave him.
MEMORY FLASH
Jake and Peter rapping along to Tupac in his car.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT - NIGHT
Jake grins and starts to jot something down.
His Uncle walks through the door and sees faint light coming from Jake's closet. He sees Jake smiling and getting into something. He shakes his head and smiles.
EXT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL ENTRANCE - DAY
Jake finishes his check-up through security and makes his way towards class. Dwayne blocks his way.
DWAYNE The counselor would like a word with you.
INT. HALL - DAY
Jake sits on the wooden bench with Dwayne next to him. Jake stares up at his grumpy stone face.
JAKE Do you ever smile?
RAMIREZ Can't stay away from trouble, isn't that right big guy?
Jake turns to find Ramirez with that "everything is okay" smile. Ramirez turns to Dwayne and offers a handshake.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Yo Dwayne, what up?
Dwayne's face lights up with a smile. He stands up and gives him a brotherly hug.
58 Jake's eyes grow with surprise of brotherly they are to one another.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
DWAYNE Ram-man!
Dwayne lightly backhands his belly.
DWAYNE (CONT'D) You're letting all those coffee and donuts get to you.
RAMIREZ Well, you don't too bad yourself.
Dwayne flexes his biceps exposing veins and valleys in his arm. Both laugh.
Ramirez returns his attention back to Jake.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) So what you do this time?
JAKE It ain't my fault, I was just trying to-
The Counselor, Sarah, steps out of her office.
SARAH Okay Jake you're up.
INT. COUNSELOR'S OFFICE - DAY
The office appears to be cramped with piles of files from left to right.
Jake and Officer Ramirez sit in the two seats in front of Sarah's desk. Dwayne stands on guard outside.
SARAH (CONT'D) Now you understand why you're here, right Jake?
Jake shakes his head.
SARAH (CONT'D) We will be conducting weekly evaluations of your progress. And has been recently brought to my attention that you were involved in some sort of altercation?
59 Jake doesn't respond. Sarah has a concerned look.
Sarah takes off her reading glasses.
SARAH (CONT'D) I know making new friends is hard but that doesn't mean you should make enemies instead.
Jake stares off to the side.
Ramirez gives Jake a concerned look.
SARAH (CONT'D) Jake, it's not what you're used to but you have to make the most of it. You're a smart kid, start making smarter decisions.
Jake continues to look around the room. He s like he doesn't want to be there nor hear her lecture.
JAKE Are we done?
SARAH Yes. Usually in these cases, I would send students like you to detention. Instead, I took the liberty to contact your Officer Ramirez.
REBECCA, Sarah's assistant, chimes in.
REBECCA You're one forty five meeting is here.
Sarah rises on her feet.
SARAH Well, I must attend to more everyday matters. Officer Ramirez I'll be seeing you again soon.
She glares at Jake.
SARAH (CONT'D) And Jake.
JAKE Yes ma'am.
SARAH Stay out of trouble. 60 Jake exits the office. He stops at the doorway to catch Officer Ramirez flirting with Sarah. They look like students themselves.
Ramirez exits. Jake leads the way for him.
INT. HALLWAY SECOND FLOOR - DAY
Before Ramirez makes his way out, he stops halfway with Jake.
RAMIREZ This isn't a vacation around here Jake. If we don't see any improvements, we're moving you to Juve.
Jake has a defiant with his chin up.
Ramirez gets a dispatch call from his radio on his chest. He responds to it. Ramirez looks Jake in the eye.
RAMIREZ (CONT'D) You can either fade into everybody else in the scene. Or you can stand out and do something brave for a change. It's your choice.
He puts on his shades and struts on out.
Jake stands there against the window, overseeing the vastness of the continuation school.
The bell rings. All the students come pouring out of their classrooms.
Jake sees the Hip Hop Theatre club huddled up passing out their "SAVE THE ART" flyers again. He shakes his head until he spots Shaun looking at them from a distance.
Shaun's detachment expression is just as similar as Jake's. Jake tilts his head to the side to Shaun's cold shoulder on the world. He keeps his eye on him.
Shaun scratches his neck and walks towards an opposite direction of the Hip Hop group. The group continues to pass their flyers without him.
Jake heads towards the direction Shaun was heading.
EXT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL BACK BUNGALOWS - DAY
Grey handlebars and metal fences surround the area. Shaun heads deeper into the corners and makes sure no one's around.
Shaun checks if the coast is clear and decides to take something out of his pocket.
SHAUN
61 Yeah, that's the stuff. Come to today.
Shaun takes a zip lock bag of powder. Shaun's eyes grow wider.
GERALD (O.S.) Yo what up breaker? You got my money?
Gerald and his two lackeys’, Red Chucks and Cortez, roll up on Shaun. Shaun remains timid.
SHAUN I just need more time okay.
Shaun scratches his neck while Gerald walks in circles around him.
GERALD More time ain't going to cut it boy. You either give me my dough or we'll beat you into one.
Shaun shakes then presents Gerald with the powder. Gerald slaps the powder from his hand, the dust flies into the air.
SHAUN No!
Shaun chases it like he can still catch it. He bumps into Red Chucks and falls to the floor.
GERALD Or maybe we should ask your sister for a down payment if you know what I mean.
Shaun stands up and tries to rush Gerald. He gets pinned by red Chucks and Cortez.
GERALD (CONT'D) It's time I made an example out of you.
Gerald takes out his brass knuckles.
JAKE Hey, leave him alone!
Gerald turns to Jake standing in distance behind him.
GERALD You again? I'm a get back to you later.
Gerald returns his attention to Shaun. Jake breathes heavily again and balls up his fist. He closes his eyes and tries to relax.
62 Shaun continues to struggle.
SHAUN Help! Help me please!
Gerald cocks his fist back and gets ready to swing until-
JAKE WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE AIR MAX, PAIRS AT?/ I COULD'VE SWORN I'VE SEEN THOSE KIND ON THE STREETS OF FAIRFAX.
Gerald returns his attention Jake.
Gerald What did your punk ass just say?
Gerald stomps over to Jake.
JAKE YEAH, THAT'S IT/ A SAD ARAB KID TRYING TO COMPENSATE HIS FATHER'S SHAME/ STUCK IN THE GAME/ YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO CALL NINE ELEVEN TO TAKE ALL THE BLAME.
Gerald becomes irritated by his rhymes and laughs.
GERALD THAT'S PROBABLY WEAKEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD/ COMING ESPECIALLY FROM SOMEBODY I'VE NEVER HEARD.
He gets a reaction from his two goons.
GERALD (CONT'D) MY FLOW'S LIKE A CHAMPIONSHIP BULLS GAME/ YOU CAN CALL IT CLASSIC/ YOUR H I V FOOL'S LAME/ THAT MAKES YOU A MAGIC/ TRICKERY/ AIN'T KNOW WAY YOU'RE THAT SICK WITH ME/ I'M RATTLING SHOTS ALL OVER YOU LIKE MUSCULAR DYSTROPHY.
RED CHUCKS Damn G, you killed him!
Gerald smirks at Jake.
63 JAKE FOR A MOMENT YOU HAD ME STUMP/ I WAS STUCK IN A SLUMP/ LISTENING TO YOU SPIT IS LIKE TAKING A DUMP
Cortez reacts to Jake's rhymes. Red Chucks growls at him.
CORTEZ My bad yo.
JAKE THAT WAS A BARELY A BUMP/ THE WAY YOU SWINGING GOT MY THINKING IF YOU GOT GAME TOO/ YOU THINK YOU CAN DROP BOMBS WHERE YOU FROM/ YOUR WHOLE COUNTRY DOESN'T BLAME YOU.
RED CHUCKS Damn, that's cold.
GERALD Shut up! YOU'RE A... A...
Gerald tries hard to come up with a rebuttal and starts to sweat.
RED CHUCKS Finish this dude off G.
Shaun can see Gerald sweating and panting around. He also sees that Jake is complete calm.
CORTEZ Come on, finish fool off ese!
GERALD Hold on, give me a minute.
Gerald shakes his head and crosses his arms at Jake.
JAKE WHAT'S A MATTER G? COULDN'T UTTER WHAT YOU TRYING TO SPEAK/ YOU'RE BOY TOLD YOU FINISH ME OFF/ BUT THAT WAS JUST PRETTY WEAK/ I CAN GO AND BASH ON YOUR ROOTS LIKE I CAN SPEAK ON IT CASUALLY/ NO MORTAL KOMBAT GAME IN THE FRAME/ I DON'T WANT A FATALITY.
64 Jake stops and locks eyes with Gerald for a moment. Gerald uncrosses his arms and Jake closes his eyes. He knows what's coming.
Jake opens them to find Gerald with his hand extended out. He awkwardly shakes it and stays his ground. Gerald turns to his boys.
GERALD Let's roll yo.
They disperse from the scene. Jake approaches Shaun and helps him on his feet.
EXT. BASKETBALL COURTS - DAY
Jake escorts Shaun to the courts and sends him back to his group. Jake stands his ground and continues to remain at a distance.
He sees Becky rubbing Shaun's hair. He can mouth out the words, "What were you thinking?" Then sees her giving him a sisterly hug. Michael and Scotty give Shaun a pat on the back.
Jake smiles at the moment. Becky spots him from a distance and waves at him. Jake waves back and lets them be.
EXT. ECHO PARK STREETS - DAY
The '64 Impala continues to swerve around the corners of the neighborhood.
EXT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL - DAY
The bell rings. All students disperse. Jake eyes the gate ahead and sees a sign pointing to the auditorium. He decides to follow the arrows to the auditorium.
EXT. AUDITORIUM - DAY
He stands in front of the auditorium and observes how tall it is.
A COMMOTION is heard from the side. Jake goes to check it out.
EXT. AUDITORIUM BACKSTAGE ENTRANCE - DAY
Jersey corners Becky. Becky is dressed like she's going to a ballet class.
JERSEY Come on ma, dressed like that, you know you're asking for it.
BECKY
65 Save me the talk, you're just as fake as your ten dollar shirt. Now let me through, I'm late for my practice.
JERSEY I'll let you through for one kiss.
BECKY In your dreams.
Becky tries to push herself through. Jersey shoves her back.
BECKY (CONT'D) I said let me through.
Becky attempts to push again but Jersey swings her around and nails her to the wall.
JERSEY You're a bit pushy, I like that.
Becky punches his face. Jersey's nosebleed.
JERSEY (CONT'D) I wish you hadn't done that B.
Jersey takes out a sharpened plastic spoon.
JERSEY (CONT'D) Now you're going to get it.
Becky stands back.
Jake grabs the other half of the sharpened spoon and snaps it.
JERSEY (CONT'D) What the hell?
Jersey turns around and walks into Jake's punch. Jake grabs his collar and throws him away from them.
JERSEY (CONT'D) I swear we gon get you.
Jersey covers his nose with his shirt and runs off.
BECKY You know I could handled it myself you know.
Jake s at his hand and sees a huge slice across of it. Becky sees it.
66 BECKY (CONT'D) Ouch. Let's get you patched up, there's a first aid kit in the auditorium.
INT. AUDITORIUM BACKSTAGE - DAY
The narrow hallway leading to the backstage displays different aspects of performing arts. There's a picture of ballet, poetry, and bands performing.
Jake waits on a nearby table while Becky opens the backstage doors.
BECKY (CONT'D) I hold community classes here on the weekends, so the janitor was kind enough to leave me a spare.
Becky opens the door.
BECKY (CONT'D) Come on in.
INT. AUDITORIUM STAGE - DAY
Jake walks on the stage. He notices the vastness of the space.
JAKE Damn.
He looks out at the empty seats. Becky comes back with the first aid kit.
BECKY It’s a lot smaller up here right?
Jake nods.
BECKY (CONT'D) Here.
Becky takes his hand and applies the cloth with iodine on it.
JAKE Shit!
Jake jerks his hand back.
BECKY Baby! Come on let me get the whole thing.
Jake extends his hand out and lets her pat it gently. Becky looks for something to wrap his hands with.
67 BECKY (CONT'D) Oh no. I got nothing to wrap your hand with.
Jake pulls out his bandanna without any hesitation.
JAKE What about this?
BECKY That would work.
Becky wraps his hand with his bandanna.
BECKY (CONT'D) You're good.
JAKE Thanks.
Jake s into her eyes and smiles. She blushes.
BECKY So, you want to see the routine I've been working on?
JAKE Sure.
Becky sets the boombox down and walks center stage.
BECKY Could you press play for me?
Becky gets in her position.
Jake presses play. "SWAN LAKE" cues in.
Becky moves gracefully across the floor. She's like a flower pedal moving along the wind.
Jake sits there with his eyes completely on her.
The beat all of sudden throws in a HIP HOP REMIX along the "SWAN LAKE" song.
Becky incorporates her break-dancing moves along with her ballet moves.
She finishes strong.
Jake stands and claps his hands.
68 Later, Jake and Becky sit on the edge of the stage laughing their problems away.
BECKY (CONT'D) So how'd a guy like you end up in a place like this?
JAKE You can say that I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Jake's mood changes for a second. He snaps out of it and shakes his head.
JAKE (CONT'D) Where did you get that mix, I've never heard anything like it before.
BECKY I made it.
JAKE Get out of here.
BECKY I'm serious that's all me. Most people think that dance is my passion, it isn't. Music production is were my true passion lies.
JAKE But you're such a good dancer.
BECKY But there's something magical about hearing something you created on playback, and just let yourself go.
Becky snaps out of her trance.
BECKY (CONT'D) What am I saying? You're probably getting bored with all my girly talk. It's hard to describe the feeling.
JAKE I think I get what you're saying. I get the same feeling when I rap.
Jake looks out at the empty seats.
JAKE (CONT'D)
69 It's like your only opportunity to show people the real you and tell them exactly who you are.
Becky smiles.
BECKY And exactly who are you?
JAKE IT'S A FEELING INSIDE, THAT'S SO HARD TO DESCRIBE, WHEN I SAW IT IN HER EYES, IT MADE ME BLUSH ON THE SIDE, WHERE THIS ANGEL CAME FROM? SHE MUST'VE FELL FROM THE SKY, SHE HAD A SMILE SO BRIGHT, IT COULD'VE LIGHT UP THE NIGHTÉ. (pause for a reaction) Chicka Chicka what?! That's all I got.
Jake chuckles and shakes his head. He turns away from embarrassment.
JAKE (CONT'D) Listen that was-
Jake turns and Becky kisses him.
BECKY That was what?
JAKE Me.
He leans in for another tender kiss. He sits side by side with her. Both of them out at the empty seats.
EXT. SKIDROW APARTMENTS - NIGHT
Jake steps out of the bus and crosses the street to his Uncle's apartment complex. He makes his way up the steps while bobbing his head with his headphones on.
A Black Suburban SHRIEKS and stops behind him.
ALPHONSE Ayo J!
HORNS honk from behind.
70 Alphonse steps out of the SUV. Jake turns around and takes off his headphones.
JAKE Al is that you?
Jake goes in for a brotherly hug. Alphonse cuts him off.
ALPHONSE We got to bounce back to your hood yo.
JAKE Did something come up with the eses?
ALPHONSE Worse homie. They moving into your hood as we speak. Unless we catch these fools slipping.
JAKE Let's ride then.
ALPHONSE Hold up, you got your flag?
Jake presents him his injured wrist with the bandanna wrapped around it.
JAKE Always repping. Lets get these fools.
INT. SUBURBAN MOVING - NIGHT
Jake constantly s at his passengers side view mirror and watches the streets move away from him.
On his lap is a wooden baseball bat.
JAKE (CONT'D) You remember when we were in kindergarten, we used to out at the streets from the playground and tell ourselves, "Yeah, maybe someday we'll play out there."
Alphonse remains relaxed and leans back while he drives.
ALPHONSE Yeah. We ain't play around now are we?
Alphonse turns the volume knob on his radio. Jay-Z's "DEAD PRESIDENTS" fades in through the speakers.
71 The melodic sounds of the piano and rattling drum sample on the background of the song make Jake weary of the city outside his window.
He stares at the warm familiar glows of the fluorescent lights of Echo Park.
Up ahead, they reach a small corner Mexican-style restaurant.
Alphonse breaks the mood and comes to a complete stop. He takes out the keys and s at Jake with a long hard pause.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) Okay, this is it J.
Jake breathes heavily again. He has a on his face like shit's about to get real.
He grips the end of the bat tighter.
Alphonse notices the shaking and grabs the bat from Jake.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) Let me get this.
Jake refuses to let go.
ALPHONSE (CONT'D) Jake, let me get you back.
Jake snaps out if it and let's go.
JAKE My bad. Lets bounce.
Alphonse gets out of the Suburban with the bat at hand.
Jake takes a deep breathe then makes his way out.
EXT. MI CASA RESTAURANT ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
The Restaurant parking lot has long dark narrow roadway leading to it. Alphonse and Jake make their way through. COMMOTION and music by DMX echoes from the distance.
JAKE (CONT'D) What's the plan A?
Jake scans around in the dark.
JAKE (CONT'D) (subtle voice)
72 A?!
Up ahead, Jake spots the '64 impala.
JAKE (CONT'D) Oh shit.
He takes cover behind it when he sees two serious-looking Hispanics with tattoos all over their faces park the impala. They get out of the ride with forties liquor in their grasps.
Jake sees the two Hispanics walk into the CROWDS of GANGBANGERS with their cars parked around them like a fortress.
A familiar WEEZING increases in the distance.
Jake recognizes who it is.
JAKE (CONT'D) Nelson?
Jake finds a dumpster to get behind of and continues scanning the area. He spots Nelson in the middle of the Hostile circle.
Jake slips passed through and gets within shouting distance of Nelson.
JAKE (CONT'D) Psst! Nelson!
No response. Jake takes the black bandanna off his wrist and wraps it around his face.
JAKE (CONT'D) I hope this works.
Jake walks out like one of the other thugs. He manages to reach Nelson and grabs his arm.
NELSON Hey, let go of my arm.
Jake pulls down the bandanna momentarily.
JAKE It's cool Nelson, it's me.
NELSON Jake? What are you doing here?
ALPHONSE Some shits about to go down with Alphonse. Come
73 on.
Jake pulls Nelson along and manages to get them away from the hostile parking lot. Nelson's asthma is getting to him again from the running. Jake stops and helps Nelson with his inhaler.
JAKE You okay man?
Nelson gives him thumbs up.
A figure in the dark notices them from the shadows. He lights his cigar and puffs out a huge cloud.
Jake and Nelson get ready to make it towards the residential streets.
TURRELLE (O.C.) Where do you think you're going?
JAKE Up ahead, you'll see Al's ride.
NELSON But Jake-
JAKE I don't want to hear it. Go and I'll meet up with you later.
As soon as Jake turns around, he gets clobbered with a wooden bat. SMASH! Lights out.
FADE TO:
Jake gets liquor poured on his face. He wakes up to the Two tattooed Hispanics smiling at him like hyenas. Gangbangers all around him laugh at his panic state.
JAKE (CONT'D) Nelson!
Jake rises on his feet and dusts off his pants. All the Gangbangers remain awkwardly quiet and continues to stare at him.
TURRELLE (O.S.) YO I'M THE ONLY ONE IN THE CREW THAT SMILES IN A DRIVE BY.
Jake scans around. The voice lingers over the Gangbangers.
74 TURRELLE (CONT'D) WHILE ALL YOU SUCKAS DUCK DOWN/ I WAVE WHEN THEY DRIVE BY/ CAUSE WHEN THE GUNS COME OUT, YOU'LL RUN ZIG ZAG.
The Two tattooed Hispanics makes way for someone to enter the circle.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) WHEN I CLICK CLACK/ ALL YOU SUCKAS BREAK LIKE KIT KATS.
Jake turns around and sees a dark figure entering holding a notepad. Jake immediately recognizes it.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) I'M AT A GOLDEN STATE/ MY MIND PUSHES UP WITH WEIGHTS/ SO I PUT MY AIM ON THESE FAKES/ REMEMBER IT'S JAKE.
The dark figure takes a puff of his cigar and claps his hands.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Now that my dude is what I call bars.
The figure finally emerges from the shadows.
TURRELLE, an African boy slightly taller than Jake, steps in with his bulky raincoat with the fur on the hoodie.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) What you guys think? The shit is hot right?
The gangbangers nod heir heads.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) So you must be Jake.
Turrelle blows smoke on Jake's face and smiles.
Jake sees the grillz shining in Turrelle's mouth.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) I hear you've been running shit around here.
A Gangbanger pushes Nelson into the circle.
JAKE Nels! 75 TURRELLE He tells me you're connected with the hillside OGs around here. What neighborhood you say you claim?
NELSON He's from Hoover street, you guys messed with the wrong person.
TURRELLE Oh really? We got a badass over here then.
Turrelle kneels to Nelson's level.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Is that what he told you? I bet that's what he tells everyone around here.
Jake keeps his pokerface stare on Turrelle.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) I'm only going to ask you this once. Where are you from?
Jake s over to Nelson.
NELSON Go on Jake, tell this guy where you from!
Alphonse walks out with the wooden bat on his shoulders.
ALPHONSE Yeah Jake, why don't you tell everybody where you from homie.
Alphonse stands behind Turrelle.
JakE What are you doing A?
ALPHONSE What's the matter? I told you some real shit is gonna go down tonight.
Jake balls up his fist.
JAKE What's this all about?
76 ALPHONSE You have a chance now to say what you have to say to the person you've been looking for this whole time, me.
JAKE You hit the Daycare? Why?
TURRELLE Because he wants to do some real gangsta shit with some real gangstas, that's why.
Jake finally puts two and two together. He remembers something about Alphonse wanting to expand his operations.
JAKE (to himself) Expanding operations. (pause) You weren't actually referring to our crew were you?
ALPHONSE Crew? Oh that's what you thought this was?
Alphonse giggles and wipes a joyful tear from his eye. He trips Nelson onto the floor. Nelson wheezes again and fumbles around to get his inhaler.
Alphonse takes the inhaler away from Nelson.
Jake darts toward Alphonse but gets restrained from behind.
TURRELLE I'm here to claim what's mine for the taking. You're flag homie.
Jake struggles to move around.
ALPHONSE Listen to him Jake. It's either here or SilverLake.
NELSON Don't do it Jake, don't let them take our hood away.
Jake doesn't budge.
Nelson crawls to him like a fish out of water. Turrelle nods to Alphonse to use the bat on him.
77 ALPHONSE You know I don't want to do this Jake.
Alphonse swings the bat over his head until-
JAKE Stop!
NELSON Jake?
Jake drops to his knees and presents them his bandanna.
JAKE Take it.
Turrelle yanks the bandanna away from Jake. He rallies all the gangsters around them to go. They get into their rides while Jake, Nelson, and Turrelle remain in the middle.
NELSON No Jake. What about our hood? How you going to protect your little brother from people like this on our blocks? You always said-
JAKE Nelson, stop it.
Jake finally breaks down.
JAKE (CONT'D) Just stop it okay.
NELSON But what about my home?
Turrelle leans on Nelson's shoulder.
TURRELLE Don't you get it? This was never his hood to begin with. He just saved his home instead of yours.
Turrelle hops in Alphonse's ride.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Stay out of our way and we'll stay out of your block. Scouts honor. But then again, I was never a boy scout.
Turrelle chuckles. Alphonse shakes his head at Jake then puts the SUV on drive. He 78 throws the inhaler to the side and takes off.
Jake locks his eyes with SUV until they disappear into the streets.
NELSON Where are you really from Jake? No bullshit.
Nelson controls his breathing. Jake takes a long pause.
JAKE I'm... I'm from nowhere Nelson. No hood, no crew. It's just me.
NELSON You had me out here the streets this whole time, and for what?
JAKE Nels, I...
NELSON Go home Jake. You don't belong here.
Nelson turns his back on Jake and walks to the streets. Jake doesn't stop him, he picks up his inhaler and waits there.
FADE TO BLACK.
FADE IN:
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENTS - DAY
Jake awakes from his sleep and stretches his arms out. His hands bump the door and the wall at the same time. Jake's posture slouches back down.
He reaches for his backpack next to him and pulls out the Rhyme Book.
He opens it and flips through the pages.
ON NOTEBOOK PAGE
JAKE I'M TOO REAL/ IT'S ILL/ SOMEBODY CALL ME A CLINIC...
Jake shakes his head, rips the page out, and crumples it.
Turns the next page. Shakes his head again and crumples it.
79 Soon a pile of crumpled notebook paper lies beside him.
Jake stares at the blank page and taps Peter's pencil against it. He looks over at his backpack beside him and spots the Hamlet book sticking out. He writes something down.
ON PAGE
You only got one shot to take you outta the block…
CUT BACK TO:
INT. CLOSET ROOM
After a moment of contemplation Jake decides to pack his stuff in his back.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Jake sits in his desk with a deep contemplative look on his face. He looks around him and all he sees is a rowdy scene of students giving the teacher, Troy, a lot of shit. Jersey laughs and throws a paper airplane at Troy's head.
JERSEY Wack! Go back to where you come from!
Michael chuckles momentarily then shakes his head to the floor. Jake cant seem to keep his foot still, he also starts to breathe heavily with anxiety.
Troy continues his lesson begrudgingly.
TROY So who here can tell me what lead Hamlet to his downfall?
Everybody continues to ignore him except Jake. Jake pulls his hair.
JERSEY Boo!
Jersey throws another airplane at Troy's head. LAUGHTER grows.
Troy shakes his head, then nods to himself. He erases the board and puts his bag on the desk.
JERSEY (CONT'D) What you think this was? Ya'mean? You don't belong here.
Jersey lets off a snotty laugh while Troy itches to leave and never see them ever again.
80 With his bag at hand, he makes his way out the door.
JAKE His past was his downfall right?
Troy stops and turns to the class.
TROY Who said that?
Jake raises his hand. Michael uncrosses his arms and looks at Jake.
TROY (CONT'D) Can you elaborate on that?
JAKE Well Hamlet seems like a cool dude in the beginning who lived with principles... (pause) And I think if it weren't for his past being manifested into a ghost of his father he wouldn't have done what he had done.
Jersey rolls his eyes.
JERSEY Who cares? Ain't nobody want to listen to this boring ass story anyway.
Jake slams his fist on the desk. Everyone eyes him.
JAKE Isn't that what life is all a about? Sometimes we have to define what we don't understand in our terms.
Jake catches himself at the moment. Everybody keeps their eyes lock on him. Michael smiles and nods his head with agreement to what Jake said.
JERSEY Whatever homie. My Playstation is the only thing I'll be coming into terms with. I rather be playing the game than being played.
Troy sees the class slowly settling in on their conversation.
TROY That's an interesting way to look at it Jake.
81 Troy places his bag back down. Jersey throws his hands up in disbelief and sighs.
TROY (CONT'D) Who here has a story that relates to Hamlet's in a similar way?
All eyes on Jake. Jake remains deep into thought.
Another hand raises beside him.
TROY (CONT'D) Yes, Michael.
Jake looks up to catch Michael giving him a nod. Michael stares back at the teacher while other hands behind him go up as well. Jake tilts his head to the side wondering what he just started.
INT. CAFETERIA - DAY
All students file one by one in the lunch line. Jake moves along with it and slides his tray against the metal railings.
Jake eyes a Sloppy Joe sandwich and reaches out for it until-
MICHAEL I wouldn't go for that if I were you. You don't know where that's been.
Jake surprisingly finds Michael on his side.
JAKE Doesn't matter where it's from if it end up in the same place right?
Jake grins.
Michael takes the apple from his tray.
JAKE (CONT'D) Hey.
Michael gives Jake his pizza plate and walks off. Jake stays speechless and looks down at the steamy slice.
MICHAEL Well, are you going to sit with us or what?
Jake follows Michael to their group table. Scotty, Becky, and Shaun welcome Jake with a smile.
82 Jake stops and sees that they've made an opening for him on the table.
SCOTTY Well, what are you waiting for?
Jake slowly takes his seat down besides Michael and Shaun. He digs in his food almost immediately. He closes his eyes to the taste of pizza he hasn't had for so long.
He opens them again to find all three of them staring at him.
JAKE Do I have something on my face?
Becky shakes her head.
BECKY When are you going to audition for the showcase?
Jake shakes his head in disbelief and continues munching on his food. DMX'S "RUFF RYDER ANTHEM" plays in the background by someone carrying a BOOMBOX.
A COMMOTION OF STUDENTS gather from behind.
JAKE I told you guys I'm not cut out for it. Besides they already have you Mike.
The cheers grow louder.
MICHAEL It ain't going to be for too long.
JAKE What do you mean?
The cheers reach behind Jake.
MICHAEL Take a look for yourself.
Jake turns to find his former school's VARSITY BASKETBALL team making their way through the cafeteria. He spots Alphonse strutting his way through and stops eating.
He stands up and breathes heavy again.
The group sees that Jake is glaring at Alphonse.
SCOTTY Jake, you know that guy?
83 Alphonse sees Jake and ignores him.
JAKE No, I don't know him at all.
Jake gets ready to sit down until he spots Turrelle emerging from the crowd to give Alphonse a hug.
JAKE (CONT'D) What's he doing here?
Shaun sees Jake's fist shaking in rage.
SHAUN That's Turrelle. Everyone calls him "Too Real" around here. He's a rapper like you and Mike.
Mike grits his teeth.
SCOTTY That's the guy Mike battled with.
Jake keeps his stare at them.
JAKE What happened in that battle?
MICHAEL I lost.
JAKE Tell me, is he auditioning too?
SCOTTY Yeah, he usually makes the cut and takes our spot.
JAKE That's going to change now.
Alphonse and Turrelle make eye contact with Jake. They annoyingly smirk and wave at him.
Turrelle holds up his black bandanna like a flag.
JAKE (CONT'D) I'm in.
BECKY That's great!
84 Jake turns to the group with a look of realization on his face.
JAKE But I can't do it unless I get my grades up.
SHAUN We got you.
BECKY Yeah, we can help you out Jake!
Jake meets eyes with each of them. He nods his head.
MICHAEL Let's get your bars up son.
JAKE Let's do this.
MONTAGE
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT
Jake wakes up in his Uncle's skidrow apartment and begins throwing away the scraps lying around in his room closet.
INT. CAFETERIA
Jake sits with the Hip Hop Theatre group and places his books on the table. He points on a page and scratches his head.
EXT. COURTS
Jake leans on a fence with his notepad and raps for Michael. Michael cuts him off and shakes his head. Jake raps for him again. Gerald sees them in the distance from his bench. He has a curious look on his face.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT
Jake reads his text book in deep thought. His Uncle Felix approaches his room closet with a plate of TV dinner. He peaks in momentarily to find everything in it organized.
INT. SCHOOL LIBRARY
85 Jake sits behind a desk while Becky tests him holding cue cards. She nods Jake's improvement. Jake smiles and tries to hold her hand. She gently pulls away. Jake nods in a bittersweet way.
INT. CAFETERIA
Jake raps to Scotty's beatboxing. Shaun is feeling the beat and tries to get Michael nod with him. Michael still shakes his head.
INT. COUNSELOR'S OFFICE
Jake sits in a meeting with Sarah, the Counselor, and Officer Ramirez. Sarah's eyebrow raise from Jake's file.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT
Jake comes back to find his Uncle reading a book. He shakes his head in disbelief then heads in his closet.
INT. CLASSROOM
Jake presents something in front of the class. Michael and everybody become engaged with the lesson. Troy stands on the side with a big smile on his face. Jersey slouches down and puts his head down.
EXT. COURTS
Jake raps face to face with Michael. Michael bobs his head and gives Jake props. He gives him a look like he's ready for the main stage.
END OF MONTAGE
EXT. SIXTH STREET - DAY
TENTS and more HOMELESS people crowd the sidewalk. Jake walks with a plastic bag full of groceries at hand. He sees familiar faces and hands them sandwiches from the store.
INT. NISSAN ULTIMA MOVING - DAY
Jersey rides through skidrow with his top down. He spots Jake on the sidewalk.
86 JERSEY This is too good to be true.
Jersey takes a sip of his milkshake then grins. He follows Jake.
EXT. SKIDROW APARTMENTS - DAY
Jake makes his way up the apartment steps until a milkshake splatters all over his back.
Jersey pulls up by the street and laughs.
JERSEY You broke punkass bitch! Wait till everyone gets a load of this!
Jersey takes off while Jake stands there covered in milkshake.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT - NIGHT
Jake sits in his closet with his headphones blaring.
MEMORY FLASH
Jake finds his little brother on the floor in the street holding his arm in pain. He runs to safety as the gangmembers across the street make fun of him.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT
Jake scratches his head in shame. The door beside him opens. He looks up to find his Uncle Felix cleaned up. He takes off his headphones.
FELIX Hey J, I was hoping I could have a word with you for a minute.
Jake wipes a small tear off his eye and makes his way out of the room closet. He finds Uncle Felix dressed up in a suit.
JAKE What's up with the get-up?
Felix pops his collar.
FELIX
87 I got a job interview for tomorrow.
Jake crosses his shoulders and chuckles.
JAKE Really? It's Saturday though.
FELIX Yeah man.
JAKE So what you need me for?
FELIX I'm a bit out of touch these days. You know what I mean? I just need a practice run.
Felix jumps up like he's warming up for a basketball game.
FELIX (CONT'D) Come on try me.
JAKE Okay, what do you have to offer to our company?
FELIX Uh... hold on one second.
Felix takes a cigarette out and smokes. Jake shakes his head and giggles.
JAKE What are you-
Felix takes out a piece of crumpled paper. Jake recognizes the ripped piece. Felix poorly recites his rhymes.
FELIX I'M TOO REAL/ IT'S ILL/ SOMEBODY CALL ME A CLINIC/ I AM NOT A CYNIC/ MY LIFE AIN'T FUNNY/ I'M JUST IN IT FOR THE MONEY.
Felix pauses and takes another puff.
FELIX (CONT'D) That's what I got offer, cause I keep it real. You know what I am saying man?
Felix hands the crumpled paper to Jake. Jake gets what's going on and laughs in the 88 moment.
FELIX (CONT'D) What you think man?
Jake shakes head.
JAKE I think you're going to kill it tomorrow.
Uncle looks back at him with a quirky look.
FELIX You think so?
JAKE Yeah man, just be yourself.
Felix takes another puff.
FELIX Like you right?
Jake gives him a bittersweet nod.
JAKE Yeah, just like me.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT - DAY
The alarm clock next to Jake's bed BEEPS for a second then immediately gets shut off by Jake's hand. Jake eyes the time with conviction. He gets up and grabs his CD Player.
EXT. SKIDROW APARTMENTS - DAY
Jake walks out of the courtyard with his CD Player at hand. He sees a crowd of people sitting at the bus stop.
He finds an ELDERLY WOMAN pushing along her walker.
JAKE Excuse me ma'am.
She ignores him and continues to push. Jake waves at her and jumps in front of her.
JAKE (CONT'D) Ma'am? I'm sorry, I don't mean to be a bother.
89 ELDERLY WOMAN What?
She perks her ears.
JAKE (louder) I said, I don't mean to be a bother.
ELDERLY WOMAN I heard you the first time, no need to shout.
Jake rolls his eyes.
JAKE Do you know what's the deal with the bus?
ELDERLY WOMAN Their repaving the roads around here. There won't be any buses for a while.
The Elderly woman pushes on.
JAKE Thank you.
Up ahead, Jake notices the orange cones and barricades. He looks at his watch then stares off into the distance. Jake walks towards the streets.
ACROSS
The '64 Impala slowly drives the same direction of Jake.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL RESIDENTIAL AREA - DAY
The streets remain pale and flat. Pitbulls bark violently behind steel fences.
Jake keeps his headphones on and keeps walking through.
The Impala continues to tail him. Jake turns to an alley.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL ALLEY - DAY
Jake walks through a dirt road alley and grimaces at the sound his CD is making.
JAKE Dammit, it must be smudged from earlier.
90 Jake takes out the CD from the CD player and cleans it out with his spit and shirt.
AN ENGINE RUMBLES in the back. Jake doesn't want to turn back but uses the CD reflection to look behind him. He sees the familiar Impala car.
He slowly puts the CD inside and continues walking forward.
The rumble grows louder behind him. As soon as he sees the end, he bolts running into the South Central territory.
The Impala trails him.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY
Jake climbs a fence while a pitbull barks at him on one side. Jake jumps on the lawn and manages to outrun the dog by jumping to the next fence.
Jake That was a close one.
Jake climbs back down and accidently runs into a CREW OF YOUNG AFRICAN HOODLUMS. He drops his CD player. One of them pushes Jake back.
YOUNG AFRICAN HOODLUM You come here to start shit with us homie?
Jake keeps his hands up and fumbles his words.
JAKE I... I don't want any trouble.
Jake spots the Impala cutting the corner.
JAKE (CONT'D) Shit!
Jake breaks free from the group and run into another territory where GANGMEMBERS dressed in Black gather in front of a yard like a family barbecue. They all tilt their heads to Jake.
Jake stops before he steps into their property. He just smiles awkwardly at them and gives them a wave.
JAKE (CONT'D) Hi.
CUT BACK TO:
91 EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL ALLEY
The Young African Hoodlums play around with Jake's CD player and clown around until they react to someone driving up to them. They hand the CD player over.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL CRIP NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY
Jake continues to run from the Impala and manages to attract the attention of GANGMEMBERS staring at the rooftops.
They watch Jake jump their fences and stumble through their yards.
Jake finally comes to a dead end.
JAKE Dammit.
He shuffles for a moment and tries to climb the brick wall. A gangmember looks down upon him from above. Jake slowly backs away with his palms out. The Impala ENGINE revs up from behind him. Jake remains still and slowly turns to the Impala.
INT. IMPALA
The two tatooed Hispanics smirk at Jake. The one behind the wheel itches his finger on the clutch.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL ALLEY - DAY
Jake hears the engine revs getting louder and backs up against the wall. CLICK CLACK. Jake turns around to find the gangmember on the rooftop with a gun at hand.
The gangmember places his aim at Jake while the tires SCREECH behind him.
Jake closes his eyes and accepts his predicament. BANG!
The headlights bursts. Jake drops for cover and opens his eyes to the Gangmember giving him a nod.
INT. IMPALA
The one behind the wheel screams and shouts, like a kid throwing a tantrum.
TATOOED HISPANIC What did you do to my ride ese?!
He impatiently searches around his seat. The other one looks up and drops his jaw in disbelief.
TATOOED HISPANIC (CONT'D)
92 Where's my piece? I'm gonna burn this fool!
The other one taps his shoulder for his attention. A shadow gets casted in his face.
TATOOED HISPANIC (CONT'D) What fool? Can't you see that I'm busy?
CLICK CLACK. The wheelman turns to find a sawed-off shotgun pointed at his face. He looks up to see what his comrade saw- BIGGER AND SCARIER GANGMEMBERS with guns and bats.
In complete silence, the two tatooed Hispanics get taken out of their car while the gunman get in it and pull away from them.
EXT. SOUTH CENTRAL ALLEY - DAY
As the tattooed Hispanics watch their Impala pull away from them, the gangmembers force them to get on their knees besides Jake. A hulk-like gangmember holds a wooden bat above his shoulders and paces around them.
A police patrol car pulls in on the alley. The gangmember drops the bat from his shoulders and holds it in grip. The tattooed Hispanic smiles. Jake sees the cop car and shakes his head.
TATOOED HISPANIC (CONT'D) It's the 5-0 ese. Ya'll messed up now!
The police car stops and a silhouette of a man steps out. Jake continues to stare at the floor while a shadow covers him.
OFFICER RAMIREZ You got anything to say for yourself?
Jake's eyes widens to find Officer Ramirez standing over him.
JAKE I was just-
OFFICER RAMIREZ You was just what?
Jake jumps up from Ramirez's serious tone. Officer Ramirez pulls out his handcuffs and drops it in front of Jake.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Put them on.
Jake slowly handcuffs himself. Officer Ramirez gets Jake on his feet and drags him to his patrol car. On the way, he nods at the gangmember with the bat. The two tatooed 93 Hispanics remain flabbergasted.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Yo! What about us ese? (pause) Whatever happened to protect and to serve?
Officer Ramirez shuts the door on Jake and turns to the two Hispanics.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I'm protecting him from my hood.
Ramirez makes his way to the driver's door and opens it.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) And I'm serving you to it...
He nods at the guys around them.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) They're all yours boys.
Ramirez gets inside and pulls away.
INT. PATROL CAR MOVING - DAY
Jake looks behind him through the back window and watches the Two Tatooed Hispanics fade into the distance. He turns around with a shock look on his face.
Jake watches Officer Ramirez drive with conviction. He tries to break the silence.
JAKE You know I had nothing to do with those guys right?
No response.
JAKE (CONT'D) Hey, can you hear me?
Jake bangs his against the rugged leather seat and looks out the window in defeat.
JAKE (CONT'D) Fine, I'm not a gangbanger. Is that what you want to hear?
Jake catches a glimpse of Ramirez's eyes glaring at him from the rearview mirror.
He leans his face against the window glass with a look that say's, "I give up, it's all over."
94 The patrol car comes to a halt.
Jake looks up to familiar neighborhood near the continuation school.
JAKE (CONT'D) What the...
Officer Ramirez gets out and opens Jake's side door.
OFFICER RAMIREZ Get out.
Jake eyes Officer Ramirez with bewilderment and does what he's told.
EXT. RESIDENTIAL ALLEY - DAY
The empty residential alley is block away from the continuation school. Trash scatter the scene.
Jake steps out of the patrol car while Officer Ramirez spins him around and removes his handcuffs.
JAKE I don't get it.
Officer Ramirez presents him his CD player he dropped a while back.
JAKE (CONT'D) Where did you...
OFFICER RAMIREZ I know you're not from around here, sometimes it's about where you're heading.
Jake takes the scuffed up CD player and remains speechless.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Every decision you make is a chance to turn your life around.
Jake's eyes tears up. Officer Ramirez breaks the awkward tension by extending his hand out.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) You have bars kid. I never want to see you behind them.
Jake takes his hand and gives him a brotherly hug.
95 JAKE Thank you.
Jake makes his way to the continuation school's auditorium.
OFFICER RAMIREZ Ayo Jake!
Jake turns around.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) I want to see you on that stage.
JAKE You got it!
Jake has a determined look in his eyes and marches through the auditorium.
INT. AUDITORIUM - DAY
Jake enters through the back entrance of the auditorium Becky showed him earlier. Scotty spots him from a corner and gets up immediately.
SCOTTY Jake! Where have you been man?
Scotty rallies up the rest of the Hip Hop Theatre gang lying around.
SCOTTY (CONT'D) Hey guys, Jake's here!
Michael catches up to them with Shaun by his side.
Jake How's it looking out there guys?
MICHAEL We didn't get in.
Jake stops.
JAKE What?
MICHAEL Turrelle took the last spot of the showcase.
Jake looks down. Michael grabs his shoulders.
96 MICHAEL (CONT'D) Hey, it's not over yet. Your name's still on that list.
INT. AUDITORIUM STAGE - DAY
THREE COMMITTEE MEMBERS sit behind a table. The CHAIRMAN OF THE COMMITTEE, tall Blackman in his 40s and stern, sits with his arms crossed. The other two gather their papers together and clean up.
Becky stands in front of them and pleads.
BECKY Sir, you're making a big mistake. You guys can't just call it off already.
CHAIRMAN I'm sorry young lady. But we've waited long enough already.
Turrelle sits in the back with his feet up laughing. He chews on his toothpick.
TURRELLE Ayo shorty, why don't you quit it. Ya'll know he ain't going to show up.
Jake walks out on the stage.
BECKY Jake!
TURRELLE Jake?
Turrelle drops his jaw. The toothpick falls from his mouth.
Becky runs over to him and gives him a hug.
BECKY What happened to you? Why weren't you here?
JAKE I'm here now.
Jake looks at the committee members.
JAKE (CONT'D) I'm sorry that I'm late but I didn't come all this way to not perform.
97 The other two-committee members stop cleaning up and look at the Chairman.
TURRELLE Ah naw, hell nah! This fool can't do that! I took the last spot remember?
The Chairman nods his head.
CHAIRMAN I hate to say this but he's right. All slots have been filled Jake.
TURRELLE Yeah, now go home mark!
Turrelle belts out an obnoxious laugh. Jake nods and gets ready to head out off stage.
One of the committee members shows the Chairman a piece of paper.
CHAIRMAN Wait, hold on.
Jake stops with the rest of his group by his side. The Chairman puts on his glasses and turns to one of the members.
CHAIRMAN (CONT'D) (among the members) Is this right?
TURRELLE What the hell ya'll?
Turrelle stands up.
CHAIRMAN It seems to me that we haven't made up our minds on the showcase.
TURRELLE Yo man, that's bullshit! That spot is mine yo.
Turrelle marches his way towards the committee. Dwayne, the security guard, blocks him with his arms crossed.
TURRELLe (CONT'D) Oh what, you want some of this?
Dwayne pushes him back. Turrelle stumbles back and fixes his sweater.
98 DWAYNE You better sit down son before you fall down.
Dwayne gets ready his baton.
Turrelle puts his hands up and sits down.
TURRELLE I'm cool homie. Ain't no need for that.
CUT BACK TO:
Jake continues to stand there on the stage while the committee members elaborate amongst themselves. He sees a lot of head nodding going on. The Chairman turns to him.
CHAIRMAN Okay, after elaborating with my colleagues here, we've decided to let you audition.
TURRELLE (O.S.) Bullshit!
Jake sighs.
CHAIRMAN Only in one condition. Your performance needs to be more than sixteen bars.
Shaun and Becky gasps behind Jake. Michael holds Jake's shoulder.
MICHAEL We only prepared you for sixteen. How's your freestyle game homie?
JAKE Not that good.
Jake's hand begins to shake. He shoves his hand in his pocket.
CHAIRMAN Well? What's it going to be?
Jake pulls out Peter's pencil with his name on it. Jake stops shaking and lets out a gentle smile.
CHAIRMAN (CONT'D) We're waiting for an answer son.
99 JAKE I'll do it.
BECKY You sure about this Jake?
Jake hold her hand.
JAKE Trust me.
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Turrelle taps his foot impatiently. Dwayne stands on guard beside him.
DWAYNE What's a matter? You look nervous.
Turrelle sinks back in the seat.
TURRELLE Nervous? I know my shit's hot boy. He wishes he was on my level.
Turrelle taps his fingers on the arm rest.
INT. AUDITORIUM STAGE
The lights dim. Jake hands his CD to one of the committee members.
JAKE Track eight.
Jake walks back on stage with the spotlight completely on him. The microphone remains tall on its stand.
Michael, Shaun, Becky, and Scotty settle in their seats. The Counselor, Sarah, walks in with Officer Ramirez as her escort.
Jake taps lightly on the microphone. BUMP BUMP.
Jake (CONT'D) Check check, testing...
The Chairman readies his clipboard.
CHAIRMAN State your name and the song you're going to be
100 performing for us.
JAKE Hi my name is Jake and I'm going to be performing my song, "I'm back".
CHAIRMAN Okay, let it rip.
JAY-Z's "RUN THIS TOWN" blares through the speakers.
Jake vibes with the beat and gets ready to come in until-
The song starts SKIPPING.
Turrelle laughs hysterically in the background.
TURRELLE (sarcastically) Oh yeah, this is the one all right.
CHAIRMAN Can someone turn that off. I'm sorry Jake, is there another track you want us to play? The CD's all scratched up.
Jake keeps tempo with the song with his head bobbing.
CHAIRMAN (CONT'D) Jake?
Jake grabs the microphone and raps acapella.
JAKE YO I'M BACK ON THE SPOT/ THEY ASK ME HOMIE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN/ I WAS FOLLOWING FOOTPRINTS/ DIRECTLY TO THESE BLUEPRINTS/ THIS GOT ME BEAT ME UP/ GOT ME SCARRED UP/ GOT ME BRUISIN'/ I HAD TO STAY INSPIRED/ I WAS TIRED OF ME LOSIN'/
Turrelle chuckles. Dwayne hushes him.
JAKE (CONT'D) UHÉ I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M DOING/
101 STANDING HERE/ FEARED OF WHAT'S TO COME/ I'M BARELY MOVING/ THOUGHT I WAS DONE?/ I GUESS YOU WERE WRONG/ I'M STILL IMPROVING/ WHEN I HAD NOTHING/ NOW THE WORLD'S WITHIN MY CHOSIN'/
Sarah smiles from her chair. Michael bobs his head to Jake's flow. Turrelle chimes in.
TURRELLE He ain't never gonna pass sixteen!
Everyone around him hushes him.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Never!
Jake remains in his zone.
JAKE NOW! NOW, LET ME SHOW YOU HOW I BREAK IT DOWN/ GLANCE AT THE CROWN/ LET ME SHOW YOU HOW I TAKE IT NOW/ HATERS HATE IT NOW/ YEAH THEY HATE IT NOW/ FROM THE START I SHOWED YOU HEART/ NOW IT'S HARD FOR ME TO FAKE IT/
Dwayne bobs his head too.
JAKE (CONT'D) NOT THAT THAT I MADE IT OUT/ THE BLOCK'S STILL JADED NOW/ DEBATED THE CONTEMPLATED/ AND THEY SAY THAT/ I'M A PLAY IT OUT/ HATE IT NOW?/ GO AHEAD AND SAY IT WHEN YOU SAY IT LOUD!/ WATCHED (WASHED) THE WHOLE CROWD/ LIKE A TSUNAMI WAVED THEM OUT/
The other two committee members start getting into Jake's rhymes.
JAKE (CONT'D) UHÉ WITH A SCENE SO TERRIBLE/ I'LL MAKE THE UNBEARABLE MUCH MORE HEARABLE/ YOU PRAYING FOR MIRACLE/ WHILE I'M GETTING MORE LYRICAL/
102 IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW ME BACK THEN/ GET TO MY LEVEL!
Turrelle can see the whole crowd getting into Jake's performance.
TURRELLE Come on man, what is this?
JAKE SINCE I'M THE ONLY LEFT THEN I MUST BE THE RIGHT MAN/ HOLDING MY BREATHE CAUSE I'M ABOUT TO TAKE FLIGHT MAN/ YOU'VE SEEN ME IN THE DARK/ NOW IT'S TIME I SHED THE LIGHT MAN/ SEEN ME DURING THE DAY/ NOW IT'S TIME I RUN THE NIGHT MAN!
Jake snaps out of his zone and breathes with exhilaration.
A CRESCENDO of CLAPPING grows from the seats.
Jake smiles momentarily then stares at the Chairman.
The Chairman sits there with a stone-faced while the other two try whispering something in his ears. The Chairman sits up.
CHAIRMAN So that was unexpected.
JAKE Thank you sir.
The Chairman places his hand on the desk.
CHAIRMAN How did you think you do?
JAKE That's my first time doing that to be honest.
CHAIRMAN How would you feel of doing that again for the showcase?
JAKE You mean?
103 The Chairman nods his head.
Becky, Michael, and the rest of the crew run on stage. They cheer along with Jake.
Turrelle looks around at the people who are congratulating Jake. He sees an opening to get by Dwayne and takes it.
He walks up to the committee table and slams his fists on it.
CHAIRMAN Security.
TURRELLE How you going to let that busta in the show man?
Dwayne spots him and rushes to him. Turrelle takes the pieces of paper on the desk.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) What the hell is this? We had this shit set!
He throws the papers in the air while Dwayne restrains him.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Yo get off me! You know who I am homie?!
ON STAGE
Jake and the rest look on from stage as Turrelle throws a tantrum in front of everybody.
ON THE STANDS
Turrelle continues to struggle from Dwayne's grasp like a petulant child.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) What about me ya'll?
The Chairman takes the performers list out in front of him. He takes his pen draws a long line across of it.
CHAIRMAN We're not having that kind of attitude in our showcase. (to Dwayne) Now will please escort this kid out of here.
Turrelle realizes from the look at everyone around that he's embarrassing himself. He stops struggling and places his hand up.
TURRELLE
104 Okay, okay. I'm leaving, everything's cool yall.
Dwayne lets him go. Turrelle backs his way up out.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) I don't need to be part of some punkass showcase any ways.
He shakes head at Jake and growls.
TURRRELLE (CONT'D) You haven't seen the last of me homie.
He takes Jake's black bandanna out and blows his nose on it.
ON STAGE
Jake keeps his head up and nods his head. He stares at the spotlight then closes his eyes.
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENTS - NIGHT
Jake walks into a spotless apartment and TV dinner laid out on the coffee table in front of him.
JAKE Uncle Felix!
He finds a note in front of the TV dinner. Jake reads it and here's Uncle Felix's voice.
FELIX Hey there champ! Help yourself to some gourmet cooking. The couch is all yours for the night. See you in the morning! -Felix
Jake smiles and places the note down. He sits on the couch and eyes the food with excitement.
FADE TO:
INT. SKIDROW APARTMENT - DAY
Jake awakes from the SIRENS in the outside. He wipes his eyes and looks around the room. His Uncle Felix is still no where to be found.
He notices the floor is spotless clean and his closet room is closed. He gets up and walks to it to find his mattress folded up with his things neatly arranged by it. He finds his rhyme book and picks it up.
105 As the sirens continue to sound, Jake lets off an uneasy smile.
EXT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL - DAY
Jake goes through his usual check up at the metal detector. As he's being checked around his arms, he could see beside him that a GANGBANGER has been arrested for trying to smuggle a knife inside.
Jake notices a yellow bandana hanging off the backpocket of the Gangbanger.
EXT. COURTS - DAY
Basketball pick up games go on in the courts. Students post up on benches and talk happily amongst themselves. Jake makes his way on through.
Jake tugs his bag and makes his way through the courts. He eyes Gerald and his crew on the benches. Gerald makes eye contact with Jake then waves at him to come over to their bench.
Jake uncomfortably walks over and gets immediately blocked by Red Chucks and Cortez. He makes eye contact with their stone faces.
GERALD Ayo, make way for the rapper dawgs.
Gerald holds his own notepad in the background while Red Chucks and Cortez make way for Jake to come through.
Jake remains still and stares at them with a paranoid look.
GERALD (CONT'D) It's cool homie, I wrote some stuff and I wanted your input on it.
Jake sees the genuine look on his face. He goes over to Gerald's side and takes a look at the notepad.
In the distance, Jersey struts his way on the courts with his shades on and acknowledges students passing by with a handshake.
He spots Jake hanging out in Gerald's benches. He grits his teeth and walks away from them. As he's walking away he pulls out his cell phone.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Everyone in the classroom seems to be engaged with the lesson. Jake looks around and
106 smiles at the fact that everyone is actually trying to participate. He eyes Jersey's empty seat and tilts his head on the side.
MICHAEL (O.S.) Yo J!
Jake reacts to Michael. Michael nods Jake to the front. Jake turns around to find the massive Samoan security guard, Dwayne, standing before them. Troy stops teaching.
DWAYNE Jake, I need you to come with me.
An awkward silence fills the room. All eyes on Jake.
Jake stands up.
DWAYNE (CONT'D) You won't be coming back anytime soon. Bring your stuff with you.
Jake takes his stuff and stares at Michael. Michael gives him a nod that it's all right. Jake makes his way out.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
Jake follows Dwayne along the empty hallway leading up to the Counselor's office. Jake keeps his attention at the hollow metal lockers. Dwayne stops ahead of him. Jake looks up.
Officer Ramirez stands in front of the Counselor's office with his arms crossed. He has a smirk on his face.
Jake rolls his eyes and walks towards Ramirez.
JAKE Okay, what is it this time?
Ramirez doesn't say word and keeps his smirk. He looks into the room and nods his head. Jake's little brother, Peter, happily runs out of the room.
PETER Jake!
Jake drops his stuff and embraces him.
Mary Ann walks out of the room and stands before them. Jake spots her.
JAKE
107 Mom?
Mary Ann just smiles for a moment then drops it as soon as David walks out. David remains stone-face and silent. Jake lets go of Peter and stands upright with his chin up. He balls up his fists.
Officer Ramirez places his hand on Jake's shoulder.
OFFICER RAMIREZ Easy there buddy. Let's go in and have a chat shall we?
Jake relaxes his fists and walks in the office.
INT. COUNSELOR'S OFFICE - DAY
Jake huddles closer towards the side of Officer Ramirez while his family remains to his right.
Counselor Sarah sits with smile behind her desk. She breaks the tension between Jake and his father.
SARAH So, this must be nice to reunited again right?
Jake and David remain silent with a serious look on their faces. Peter nods happily with an innocent smile.
Mary Ann places her hand over David's hand with a grip that says, "Hang on in there."
Sarah takes Jake's file from her drawer and opens it.
SARAH (CONT'D) Jake, it seems to me that you've been doing well for yourself here.
She flips through a page.
SARAH (CONT'D) You've been maintaining excellent grades in such a short period of time. (pause) And you're teacher's saying nothing but good things about you.
Jake glances over at David to see if he reacted to that. No reaction.
Mary Ann extends her hand.
108 MARY ANN You think we could take a look at that?
SARAH Sure.
Mary Ann lets go of David's hand and scans through Jake's file.
MARY ANN Oh my, did they really say this about my son?
SARAH Every word of it.
Mary Ann turns to Jake.
MARY ANN Good job Jake! These are even better than what you've gotten before.
Jake smiles momentarily.
JAKE Thanks Mom.
DAVID But a B in math.
Jake stands up immediately and sticks his chin out to his father.
JAKE And who asked for your opinion?
OFFICER RAMIREZ Jake!
Officer Ramirez holds Jake back.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Calm down man. We're only here to talk.
David crosses his arms and smirks.
JAKE Yeah? Talk about what?
Jake stares at his nonchalant father.
JAKE (CONT'D)
109 I'm not going to stay around to be embarrassed further.
Jake jerks his shoulders off Ramirez's hold.
JAKE (CONT'D) Alright Peter, Mom. It was nice seeing you again.
Jake gets ready to make his way out.
SARAH Jake, how would you like to go home?
Jake stops at the office entrance, then turns around.
JAKE What?
SARAH It's what you wanted right?
JAKE But the judge says-
SARAH You let us worry about that.
JAKE But... what about the showcase?
SARAH We normally don't let allow outsiders perform in our school. (pause) But for you, we'll make an exception.
Sarah winks at him.
JAKE I don't know what to say.
SARAH It's not me you have to thank. Your father's the one who arrange this meeting today.
JAKE He did?
Jake stands there speechless. Nobody says a word. The BELL RINGS and breaks the 110 uncomfortable silence.
JAKE (CONT'D) I guess I should get going to class then.
SARAH That won't be necessary. You guys look like you got a lot to catch up on. We're dismissing you early Jake.
David stands up along with the family.
DAVID Well, I appreciate your time Miss but we have family reservations.
David shakes hands with Sarah.
SARAH The pleasure's all mine.
David nods to Officer Ramirez who gladly nods back. David and Mary Ann leave the office. Jake remains at the doorway looking at Officer Ramirez.
OFFICER RAMIREZ I'll see you around kid.
Peter pats his shoulder and exits the office.
PETER Let's go home brother.
INt. RESTAURANT - DAY
I nice little Italian restaurant on sunset. The interior is decorated with portraits of the city of Paris.
Jake stares at his spaghetti while his family is happily eating in front of him.
DAVID What's a matter boy? Your food ain't going to eat itself.
Peter chimes in.
PETER Technically, it can.
111 MARY ANN He's right honey.
Jake smiles lightly.
DAVID I bet that continuation school disciplined you real good. I said to myself, I can't have my son applying to college from a continuation school.
David stuffs his mouth with food.
DAVID (CONT'D) (with food in his mouth) I mean are you kidding me? So I made a little deal with your Counselor or whatever.
MARY ANN Honey, it's rude to talk with your mouth full.
DAVID I paid for it.
David drinks his ice water and gulps the food down.
Jake remains silent and keeps his mouth shut.
DAVID (CONT'D) Now that we have you on the right track. You can give up this music nonsense and take up something realistic, like being a doctor or something. Understood?
Jake uncomfortably smiles and nods along.
JAKE Yeah dad, I'll do whatever you want.
David continues to dice his food into little pieces with his knife.
DAVID You better. Back when I was your age, I didn't have the same opportunities like you did. You may hate me now, but one day you're going to thank me.
David digs in his food again.
JAKE
112 Dad? I need to head back to Uncle Felix place and get my stuff.
DAVID For what? We got all you need at home.
JAKE It's just that I have this showcase tomorrow and...
DAVID Showcase?
Mary Ann grabs David's hand. David sees it in her eyes that she wants this for Jake.
DAVID (CONT'D) We'll go back there first thing tomorrow morning.
JAKE Tomorrow morning?
David doesn't answer. He continues munching.
MARY ANN How about you move back in Jake? What do you say?
Jake nods with excitement.
INT. CARAVAN MOVING - DAY
Jake looks out at the streets of Echo Park. He can see that it's lifeless and barely anyone in the streets.
David stares ahead and sees Police Patrol Car in front of the house.
DAVID What in the world?
EXT. SILVERLAKE HOME - DAY
The cop car stands in front of the house. The CHUBBY OFFICER talks with a nearby neighbor.
The caravan parks in front and David storms out of it.
DAVID What's the meaning of this officer?
113 CHUBBY OFFICER Sir, I need you to step back. Apparently there has been a robbery taken place here.
DAVID Robbery?! In my home?
Jake's eyes widens and he runs into the house.
CHUBBY OFFICER Hey kid you can't go in there!
INT. SILVERLAKE HOME - DAY
Everything is trashed. All the windows have been shattered. Glasses everywhere. The TV and almost everything else plugged into the wall seems to be stolen.
Jake steps on the cracked frames of him and his family on the floor.
Jake starts breathing heavily and spins around in one place. He sees something familiar at the corner of his eye. He walks across the hallway and grabs something tied to the doorknob of his room.
It's his black bandanna. He holds it up and squeezes it in rage.
A SHRIEK comes from the living room.
JAKE Mom?
Jake runs back to the living room to find his mother holding his finger from a cut.
MARY ANN God dammit.
JAKE Mom. Let me help you.
MARY ANN Stop it! Just stop it!
Mary Ann tries to gather her broken dinner plates together. She finally just loses it and starts breaking the bigger pieces into smaller ones.
JAKE Mom?
Peter cries in the background.
114 JAKE (CONT'D) Peter.
PETER They took our playstation Jake. They took everything.
Jake hugs him.
JAKE We're going to be okay Pete.
David finally enters the house. Jake looks up at him and shakes.
JAKE (CONT'D) Dad?
David loosens his tie and looks around in disbelief.
DAVID Everything... Everything is gone.
David picks up a lamp and puts it back on the desk. Jake cannot stand still, he shivers in fear.
JAKE (stutters) Dad, I'm so sorry.
David remains in his thought.
DAVID All that I've worked for.
David falls to his knees and slouches down in defeat. He finds a picture of their family and smiles. He takes a deep breathe while Jake continues to shake.
DAVID (CONT'D) Jake.
Jake cracks and runs out of the home.
JAKE I'm sorry!
David tries to reach out for Jake.
DAVID No Jake, it's not what you-
115 JAKE I'll make sure you guys never see me again.
Jake carelessly bumps his way out of the house and splits his own head open. He stumbles in the streets. David chases after him and stops at the front lawn.
DAVID Jake!
EXT. SUNSET STREET - DAY
Jake sprints forward with no regard of what he's running into. Blood, Sweat, and tears run down his face. He continues chanting hopelessly to himself.
JAKE I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
INT. SECOND STREET TUNNEL - NIGHT
Cars zip through the tunnel while Jake walks aimlessly by them. HORNS sound off for him getting too close.
FADE TO:
INT. CONTINUATION SCHOOL/COURTS - DAY
Jake leans against a chain-link fence beside the courts. He eyes Turrelle sitting with his group on the benches.
Turrelle is seen laughing and clowning amongst his group.
Jake reaches from his back pocket and pulls out the pencil Peter gave to him. It's chiseled from the tip of the lead.
He begins marching his way towards Turrelle and his group.
Mike arrives on the courts and sees Jake. He smiles and sees him marching towards Turrelle.
MIKE Jake!
Mike catches up to him.
MIKE (CONT'D) Ayo, what up man? You ready to rip the stage or
116 what?
Jake continues to moving towards Turrelle.
MIKE (CONT'D) Jake?
Mike sees Jake's wrist shaking with the pencil held like a prison shank.
MIKE (CONT'D) Where you going man?
Mike looks ahead at Turrelle.
MIKE (CONT'D) Let's go get some grub. Come on man.
Jake doesn't respond, he just keeps attention towards Turrelle.
Mike cuts him off.
MIKE (CONT'D) So what you going to do?
Jake pushes forward. Mike pushes him back.
MIKE (CONT'D) Look I don't know what beef you got with him, but this ain't worth it homie.
Jake remains silent. He tries going around Mike.
MIKE (CONT'D) Whatever happened to going home man?
Jake stops a bus length away from Turrelle. He breathes more heavier and tears up with rage.
MIKE (CONT'D) Come on man, let's just go back.
Jake grips the pencil violently.
JAKE There ain't no going back.
He lunges forward while Mike tries to restrain him back.
JAKe (CONT'D)
117 Let go of me!
Jake scuffles with Mike until CRACK! The sharpened end of the pencil falls to the ground while the end with the eraser remains in his wrist.
Jake looks down to see blood dripping from his wrist.
Mike lets him go.
MIKE I don't know what happened to you brother but this isn't the way of dealing with it.
Jake falls to his knees and slowly opens his palm. He stares at the special marking Peter made.
He feels the eraser part of the pencil tip and closes his eyes.
He hears CONSTANT ERASING RUBBING AGAINST A PAPER in his head and smiles.
Jake opens his eyes and relaxes his breathing.
MIKE (CONT'D) Jake?
Jake shakes his head out of his trance.
JAKE I was about to do something terrible.
Mike gives him his hand.
MIKE Sometimes we have to get knocked down to know when we could stand again.
Jake takes his hand and stands up.
MIKE (CONT'D) So what you about to do now?
Jake glances at Turrelle then stares into the distance.
JAKE We'll find out on stage.
INT. Auditorium - DAY
118 The place is filled with rowdy teenagers. Dwayne waits on the sidelines with his security staff.
Officer Ramirez escorts Sarah to a seat. He's out of uniform and jittery.
SARAH It's been a while since I seen you like this.
RAMIREZ Well, I guess I'm pretty excited for my Jake.
SARAH You really want him to do well, huh?
RAMIREZ It's not that, it's just that...
Ramirez tries to control his hands from shaking. Sarah holds them still.
SARAH Hey, he's going to be okay.
Doors open. Turrelle struts his way in with his posse.
TURRELLE Got to love these events that cut into your class time.
Alphonse follows behind him.
ALPHONSE Who says you need class?
Turrelle chuckles and continues down towards the middle row seating.
It's filled with CONTINUATION STUDENTS.
He snaps his fingers and catches their attention. He looks at his crew then right back at them
INT. AUDITORIUM STAGE - CONTINUOUS
THUMP THUMP! The Chairman taps the microphone to get everyone's attention.
CHAIRMAN Okay everyone, settle down. I would like to welcome to Whitney High's annual showcase. We have a few surprises for you and respectful of your
119 peers.
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TURRELLE
In the auditorium seating. He smirks.
TURRELLE Let's give this full respect then.
He turns to Jersey and nods his head.
JERSEY (projected loud) Start this damn show already! Get you're old boring ass off stage!
Jersey influences some audience members around him to heckle the chairman on stage.
BACK TO:
The STAGE
The Chairman begins to hear a WATERFALL OF COMPLAINTS from the audience.
CHAIRMAN There are many people I want to thank for making this...
THE ROWDY COMMOTION overpowers him. He stares into the spotlight and begins to sweat.
Turrelle smirks in the audience.
CHAIRMAN (CONT'D) (stutter ) Without a further adieu, your showcase everyone.
The Chairman walks off stage shaken up.
BACKSTAGE
Jake waits on the wings with his headphones on in deep thought. He couldn't help to see the Chairman walk passed him teary-eyed.
120 ON STAGE
The curtains roll up. Becky stands in a ballet position.
JERSEY (O.S.) Shake that thing baby! Wooo!
LAUGHTER scatters in the audience.
ON STAGE
Becky performs her ballet piece. She moves gracefully along the BEETHOVEN SONG.
AUDIENCE
Jersey nudges Turrelle's shoulder.
JERSEY (CONT'D) You want this bitch off stage too?
Turrelle shakes his head.
TURRELLE Naw man, give her her shine.
JERSEY Fo'sho.
BACK TO:
BECKY
On stage. She finishes her routine.
A ROUND OF APPLAUSE.
Jake watches from the wings and smiles at her flawless performance.
BACKSTAGE
Jake cheers her on. Beck walks off stage.
A POET, 18 year old boy with dreadlocks, walks in her place and recites a poem.
121 JAKE You were unbelievable.
He gives her a congratulatory hug.
BECKY You know what time you're heading up?
Jake shakes his head.
BECKY (CONT'D) Don't worry too much about it. Just be yourself.
A TIDAL WAVE OF BOOS comes from the audience.
Jake and Becky turn to the poet on stage. He just stands there speechless and stare into the spotlight.
The chairman loosens his tie and turns to the STAGE MANAGER.
CHAIRMAN (to stage manager) Close it, close it now.
The Stage Manager closes the curtains on the shocked Poet.
CUT TO:
AUDIENCE SEATING
Michael and the rest of the Hip Hop Theatre crew sit with their hands on their faces. They shake their heads to the lack of respect from the crowd.
Sarah turns to a more nervous Officer Ramirez and holds his sweaty palms tighter.
MONTAGE SEQUENCE
The Chairman introduces the next act on stage while the crowd either cheers or boos depending on how Turrelle feels about it.
Turrelle either waves his hands to the side for "I kinda liked it" to slicing it in mid-air, "Kill it" type of way.
Performances exit the stage either torn up or relieved that they've gotten their sets over with. Jake sits on the wings and still awaits his turn.
122 The Chairman finally announces a momentarily break.
Curtains close and every stands.
END SEQUENCE
EXT. AUDITORIUM - CONTINUOUS
Becky runs to her Hip hop crew while Jake follows her. Officer Ramirez and Sarah join them.
They present Becky a bouquet of flowers.
BECKY You guys are too kind.
MIKE (to Jake) You okay homie?
JAKE Just a bit nervous that's all.
Jake's composure remains calm but his hands rattle.
They seem to notice behind Jake.
JAKE (CONT'D) What?
Jake turns and finds Nelson there.
JAKE (CONT'D) We need a minute.
Jake heads off with Nelson.
INT. AUDITORIUM HALLWAY
Jake and Nelson stand in between the trophies presented in front.
JAKE Look man, I never meant to throw you under the bus like that I...
Nelson stops him halfway.
123 NELSON I heard what happened to your crib. Not even for my worst enemies I would wish that upon.
Jake shakes his head and begins to tear up.
JAKE I just wanted to make a difference you know?
NELSON Hey man, cut that shit. Get in your mode and kill it on stage.
Jake tilts his head.
JAKE What, we cool now?
NELSON (sarcastically) Westside Born Killahs for life right?
Jake smiles and wipes off his tears.
JAKE Word.
Nelson extends his fist out for a pound.
NELSON You got this man.
CUT TO:
INT. The STAGE - LATER
The Chairman stands on stage and gets everyone settled down again.
Jake's family look for a seating amongst the audience and sits in the back. His father sits with his arms crossed while the mother and little brother cheer.
Turrelle sits in the middle of the crowd with his posse.
BACKSTAGE
Jake stands behind the curtains. Becky gives him a kiss on the cheek and walks off.
BECKY
124 Break one out there.
Jake nods and watches the curtains roll up in front of him. As soon as the spotlight hits him, BOOS come pouring out of the audience.
He marches on to the mic.
His peers cheer him on. He grabs the mic and glances at the MIXER.
JAKE All right drop it.
A familiar HIP HOP INSTRUMENTAL, slightly modified, booms from the speakers.
AUDIENCE
Jersey grow excited.
JERSEY Oh shit, he's going to ripping it to this?
ALPHONSE Ayo, you better cut that shit. I've known this cat his whole life, he's going to flake out. Watch.
Turrelle slouches down his seat and continues to incite the crowd.
TURRELLE Somebody get this mark off stage!
BACK TO:
JAKE
Vibing to the beat on stage. He hits the bridge of the song.
JAKE Yo check it/ FIVE! WORK YOUR WAY OUT TO STAY ALIVE/ FOUR! ONE STEP ALREADY OUT THE DOOR/ THREE! INCREASE YOUR SPEED THEN YOU'LL TAKE THE LEAD/ TWO! STAY TRUE AND IT'S ALL ON YOU/ WHEN IT ALL COMES DOWN AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS DONE/ CAUSE' THE NEXT PHASE HOMIE, HAS JUST BEGUN...
The heckling continues in the crowd. Jake shakes his head and closes his eyes to the
125 beat. He starts the hook of the song.
JAKE (CONT'D) YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK/ YOU GOTTA HUSTLE FOR THAT SPOT/ MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE TOP/ YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK/ BEFORE YOU GET POPPED, GET STOPPED, AND THEY TAKE YOUR SPOT.
CUT TO:
Officer Ramirez and Sarah bob their heads. The Hip Hop Theatre group as well.
BACK TO:
JAKE
On stage. He continues.
JAKE (repeat 3X) YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK. (pause) ENOUGH IS ENOUGH SO MOVE ON UP!
He moves around and waves his hand with authority.
JAKE (CONT'D) I CAME TO UP QUICK/ BORN TO BE HUMBLE AND RUTHLESS/ I CHOSE THIS/ SPOKENWORD AND MUSIC, I FUSED IT/ AND USED IT/ TO SHOW YA'LL A MESSAGE OR THEME/ SO WATCH ME GRAB THE MIC AND THEN LET ME DO MY THING/ NOW LET'S TAKE A LOOK BACK INTO MEMORY LANE/ WHILE I WAS MOVING THEM PACKS AND I WAS INTO THE GAME/ INTO THE PAIN/ NEVER SUNLIGHT, INTO THE RAIN/ AT THE TIME GOOD WAS SUCKED RIGHT OUT OF MY BRAIN.
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126 GERALD
In the audience nodding his head and grooving to the beat. Red Chucks and Cortez are beside him doing the same thing.
BACK TO:
JAKE I KNOW MYSELF IS TO BLAME/ WITH THE BLOOD STAINS/ ON MY WHITE TEES/ THE ONLY THING I BENEFIT FROM THIS GAME ARE THESE NIKES/ AT THIS TIME, AIN'T NO WRONG OR RIGHT/ NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE THIS STRONG ENOUGH TO FIGHT/ BLOWING UP IN SIGHT/ PUSHING MY WAY JUST BE FREE/ ONCE I PASS BY, HOMIE YOU CAN'T SEE ME/ LEAVING/ EVERYTHING FROM MY PAST UNDERNEATH ME/ DID'NT I TELL YA'LL THE FIRST TIME THAT HATE FEEDS ME?
Jake performs the chorus of the song. The heckling amongst the crowd continues until-
The HIP HOP INSTRUMENTAL switches and a more familiar BEAT plays.
The crowd slowly gets excited about the performance.
AUDIENCE
Jake's father remains upright and stonefaced. His father and Peter clap their hands along the beat.
BACK TO:
JAKE
Getting into his rhythm again with another beat. His next verse starts.
JAKE LET'S CHANGE THE TOPIC/ GRAB THE GUN AND YOU COCK IT/ PROFITS/ MADE CONSTANTLY, HOW DO YOU STOP IT?/ CRUSH IT/ IT'S LIKE BEING THROWN INTO A MOSH PIT/ DROP IT/ SOONER OR LATER YOU GOT TO COME INTO CONSCIENCE/ NONSENSE/ LIKE BEING LOCKED AWAY IN A CLOSET/ ROTTEN/ TO THE POINT WHERE
127 YOU'RE ALMOST FORGOTTEN/ I FOUGHT 'EM/ I'M PUSHING MY WAY OUT OF THE BOTTOM/ I SPOT 'EM/ MY REDEMPTION COMING ALL OF A SUDDEN.
AUDIENCE
People around Turrelle begin to get into the rhythm. He sees them putting up their hands and cheering Jake on.
He nudges Alphonse.
ALPHONSE Hey! You in front! Put your God damn hands down!
They turn to Alphonse's furious face and put their hands down.
Turrelle shakes his head and stands up.
TURRELLE This is bullshit homie. That should be me up there.
He storms out while Jersey gets into the groove as well.
BACK TO:
JAKE
Owning the stage. He moves closer to the edge and widens his eyes to the audience. He gives them a direct stare.
JAKE CAUSE IT'S EASY TO GET IN, GETTING OUT IS THE TEST/ MOVING TARGET SINCE I STARTED/ I WALKED AROUND WITH AN "X"/ STRESSED/ WONDERING WHEN MY TIME WOULD BE NEXT/ PRESSED/ BY THE WORLD'S WEIGHT CRUSHING MY CHEST/ NOW I'M LOOKING AHEAD OF ME AND I MEASURING THE DISTANCE/ FROM THE PAST TO THIS POINT OF FULFILLING MY VISION/ IT'S GIVEN/ IT'S JUST ANOTHER TALENT FOR ME TO BE LIVING/ SO IF THIS IS MY MESSAGE, THEN TAKE A LISTEN!
Jake hits the chorus of the HIP HOP SONG. He gets the crowd to sing along with him.
128 JAKE (CONT'D) (waves his hand to the left) Hey! (waves his hand to the right) Ho!
The audience below him sways side to side.
CUT TO:
JAKE'S FATHER
Looking at everyone around him doing what his son is telling him to do. He slowly uncrosses his arms and begins tapping his knee.
BACK TO:
JAKE
Getting the crowd into the performance. The HIP HOP BEAT transitions back to the previous one.
The audience goes wild for the familiar beat.
JAKE NO MATTER HOW DEEP I'M SINKING, HOMIE I'M STANDING/ EVERY MOMENT I'D BE BLINKING, I'LL BE PATIENTLY PLANNING/ PASSION/ TO STAY STRONG, GROWN, ALONE, AND ABANDONED, MY TALENTS/ AGAINST ALL FORCES FORMING A BALANCE, CHALLENGED/ FROM OBSTACLES, BLOCKING MY PATH/ SOME SAY IT'S IMPOSSIBLE, BUT HOMIE I LAUGH/WITH THAT CHANCE FINALLY GRASPED AT THE PALM OF MY HANDS/ I TOOK A LAST GASP, AND TOOK AWAY IN A GLANCE/SO CONTINUE YOUR STRUGGLE, CAUSE IT'LL NEVER END/ WHEN IT'S TIME FOR THE COUNTDOWN, LET IT ALL BEGIN!
CUT TO:
AUDIENCE
129 No more heckling. Only genuine cheers is heard.
Jake's father finally places his hands up amongst everybody else.
BACK TO:
JAKE
Stepping off stage as the spotlight follows him. Audience members extend their hands out as Jake gives them high fives.
JAKE FIVE! WORK YOUR WAY OUT TO STAY ALIVE/ FOUR! ONE STEP ALREADY OUT THE DOOR/ THREE! INCREASE YOUR SPEED THEN YOU'LL TAKE THE LEAD/ TWO! STAY TRUE AND IT'S ALL ON YOU/ WHEN IT ALL COMES DOWN AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS DONE/ CAUSE' THE NEXT PHASE HOMIE, HAS JUST BEGUN...
He heads back on stage.
JAKE (CONT'D) YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK/ YOU GOTTA HUSTLE FOR THAT SPOT/ MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE TOP/ YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK/ BEFORE YOU GET POPPED, GET STOPPED, AND THEY TAKE YOUR SPOT/
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ALPHONSE
Seeing all of Turrelle's crew getting into the performance.
He starts mumbling along Jake's catchy hook.
ALPHONSE (along with Jake) One shot to take you out of the block.
He shakes his head and looks at the ground.
BACK TO: 130 JAKE
Moving back to the center of the stage.
JAKE (repeat 3x) YOU ONLY GOT ONE SHOT TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THE BLOCK. (beat) ENOUGH IS ENOUGH SO MOVE ON UP!
Jake finishes and stares into the spotlight.
The audience gives Jake a standing ovation.
He takes in this moment as the curtains closes on him.
INT. AUDITORIUM BACKSTAGE - CONTINUOUS
Jake tries to calm his breathing down. The crowd continues to UPROAR in the background.
CROWD We want more! We want more!
STOMP STOMP CLAP!
Becky finds Jake in the back.
BECKY Jake, they want an encore.
Jake closes his eyes and breathes in this moment.
BECKY (CONT'D) Jake?
Jake turns to Becky and nods his head. He walks behind the curtains.
TURRELLE (O.S.) Yo busta!
Turrelle tackles Jake to the floor. He punches him repeated in the jaw.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) You think you can come to my school and take props like that?
131 Jake struggles as Turrelle strangles him.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) You ain't worth shit in my world. I can crush you if I wanted to.
CROWD (O.S.) We want more! We want more!
Turrelle's ears perk up.
TURRELLE You see that bullshit you spreading here? They deserve a real hood G to represent them. Not you!
JAKE (while being strangled) Deep down you're just a scared little boy.
TURRELLE What you say?
Turrelle balls up his fist and gets ready to launch a punch.
Jake headbutts Turrelle to send him flying back.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) My grillz!
Turrelle's mouth bleeds. He removes the jewelry mouthpiece.
Jake stands tall with his chest out.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) You're going to let me go out there on stage one way or another.
Turrelle lifts up his shirt to reveal his gun. Jake remains unfazed.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) That's right homeboy! Shit just got real now!
Jake spits out blood of his own. The crowd continues to SCREAM and SHOUT.
JAKE I don't got time for this.
Jake walks towards the curtains.
132 TURRELLE Where you going?
Jake keeps moving forward.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Jake!
Jake walks out on the stage.
INT. AUDITORIUM CENTER STAGE
The crowd CHEERS as Jake moves closer into the spotlight. In front of him, a microphone remains on its stand.
He gets ready to take it until-
Turrelle comes in and grabs it.
The crowd BOOS!
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AUDITORIUM WINGS
Dwayne readies his guards on the sidelines. Sarah stops him.
SARAH Wait.
Dwayne stands his guards down. Sarah gives him a "trust me" nod.
BACK TO:
TURRELLE
Prancing around on stage with the mic.
TURRELLE Why ya'll cheering on this busta? Time for a real G to spit.
More BOOS crescendos.
JAKE It's over man, let it go.
133 TURRELLE (to Jake) Naw man, this is my stage!
Turrelle raises his hands up to the crowd.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Uh/ I'm a street G/ this dude's a lame/ ya'll one in the same if you think this guy's the game/ I bang-
BOOS continues.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) Yo shut up! Let me say what I gotta say! (tries to get back on his rap) Ya'll one in the same if you think this guy's the game... I... I bang.
Turrelle takes a long pause. He stares into the spotlight then back at the rowdy crowd.
They begin chanting GET OFF STAGE! GET OFF STAGE!
Turrelle looks at Jake and spits on the floor.
He drops the mic. CLINK and FEEDBACK reverberate through the speakers.
TURRELLE (CONT'D) So what you got now?
Turrelle raises his hands up in a "come at me" way.
Jake picks up the mic.
JAKE Bars.
The crowd CHEERS MORE!
Turrelle gets teary-eyed and storms off the stage.
TURRELLE (unconvincing) I'll see you in the streets.
Jake smiles and raises his hands into the spotlight.
JAKE (to the crowd) Drop it!
134 The HIP HOP BEAT BOOMS. The spotlight blinds us.
MATCH CUT TO:
The sun rays shining through office blinds.
INT. COUNSELOR'S OFFICE - THE NEXT DAY
Sarah stamps an approval on Jake's file. Jake, Dwayne, and Officer Ramirez stand in front of her.
She passes him the file.
SARAH You're good to go.
Jake takes his file and gives her a hug. Officer Ramirez approaches him.
OFFICER RAMIREZ Looks like you finally found your way back.
He lets go off Sarah and gives Ramirez a brotherly hug. As Jake hugs him, he notices a gang affiliation tattoo on the back of his neck. It says OG.
OFFICER RAMIREZ (CONT'D) Now, now... (pushes Jake off him) Can't be going soft now, I have a reputation to uphold in the streets.
MARY ANN (O.S.) Jake, honey, it's time to go back now.
Jake finds her mother and little brother at the doorway.
JAKE (to Sarah and Ramirez) I guess I'll see ya around.
Jake gets escorted out with Dwayne.
Sarah holds Officer Ramirez's hand. He looks at her and smiles.
EXT. CONTINUOUS SCHOOL ENTRANCE - DAY
Jake makes his way to the metal detector entrance as his family waits for him outside.
135 Dwayne shakes his hand and stands back on guard. Jake walks out of the school.
EXT. CONTINIOUS SCHOOL STREETS - CONTINUOUS
As Jake makes his way to his Mary Ann's car, the School Buses pull in.
HOARDS OF STUDENTS pour out of them.
Jake scans the crowd of people and tries to find a familiar face.
PETER (O.S.) What are you waiting for bro?
Jakes shakes his head.
JAKE Nothing.
He gets into his mother's car.
INT./EXT. MARY ANN’S CAR MOVING - DAY
Mary Ann puts the car on drive and tries to pull out carefully from the sea of students.
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Jake turns to the HIP HOP BASS OUTSIDE.
He spots his Hip Hop Theatre group performing for nearby spectators.
He places his hand against the window. He hopes they will see him.
They continue to entertain the crowd with their hip hop show.
He spots Gerald and his crew joining in with them. Jersey is also seen with a crew of his own. He's dressed like a gangbanger now.
Jake lets his hand sink against the window. Nobody notices him leaving.
He watches the continuation school become smaller and smaller in the distance.
EXT. SILVERLAKE HOME - LATER
Boxes remain stacked up in front of Jake's home.
Mary Ann's car pulls up and they al get out. Jake notices the boxes.
136 JAKE What's this?
Felix comes through holding a ladder.
FELIX Someone just left that in front.
He goes on ahead and sets the ladder beside the house.
Jake sees something tagged on the boxes.
ON THE BOXES
There's a large X on WS BKF. Beside it, the letters O G are written.
BACK TO:
JAKE
Shaking his head and smiling.
PETER (O.S.) Awesome! My playstation is in here!
Peter digs into a box. Mary Ann reaches in one too.
MARY ANN Oh my God, my mother's china.
Jake looks into the box and finds his black bandanna.
DAVID (O.S.) Shit.
FELIX I told you, you should've worn gloves.
Jake turns to find his father working on the broken windows.
DAVID (to Felix) You haven't been here for two days and you're already giving me orders in my own house.
JAKE Dad.
137 DAVID Jake...
David stands up and heads into the house.
Jake looks at his shoes embarrassed.
David hands him a poorly taped up poster of Tupac. The small scraps of the picture form somewhat of a recognizable album cover.
Jake looks down at his poster surprised.
DAVID (CONT'D) (points at the poster) "Me against the world." That’s your favorite one right?
David nods with shame and makes his way back to the windows.
Jake tears up and smiles. He sets the poster down and heads towards the windows.
His father nervously doesn't make eye contact with him. He continues finishing up the outer sides of the window.
JAKE Need a hand dad?
David looks at Jake with pride.
DAVID Can you get that for me.
Jake picks up the window bars and holds it up between them.
FADE OUT.
THE END
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