What's going on, Carlton?
Nothing, Rowena.
Why are you awake?
Uh... I got up and you weren't here.
Come on, Row, it's a school night.
Quickly, hide now!
Come on, Carlton, you're coming with us.
Come on, come on, grab him.
Get off me.
No, no!
No, get off me!
Get in the car.
Cory, let's go.
Drive.
Go. Come on, Sam, come on, Sam.
Oh, yeah. You got him, Jules.
Let's go-- speed,
speed, speed. You got her, you got her.
Go through it, go through it. Come on, Sam.
You're lagging.
Speed, speed, speed, let's go. Go, go, go.
Yes, yes. Go, go!
Yeah, $20.
Not ten-- 20.
All right, all right.
That's a whole lot of lunch. All right, I got it.
Go again?
How about you buy me a beer instead?
Can't. I might have a date.
Date?
With your, uh, paramedic?
Maybe.
It's kind of a maybe date.
As in maybe you'll go?
Or maybe we're just catching up.
You know, it's Steve-- we're old friends.
I don't even know if it's a date.
Right.
All right, results.
Sam and Jules head-to-head on the night shooting course.
Double or nothing?
Get the money out. You get the money out.
Jules' time:
one minute, 17 seconds.
A personal best.
Time, Sam: one minute, 13.5 seconds--
a course record. Not so fast, Spike.
Accuracy--
100%.
Accuracy-- Sam...
That's more like a shotgun.
What's up with that?
So who won?
Fast and accurate,
we all do, Spike.
Team One, hot call. Hot call. Come on.
Now we're hot.
All right, we got a kidnapping victim--
one Carlton Hayward, 16.
No priors.
Three masked subjects, forced entry.
And no ransom demand yet.
This neighborhood reads gangs. Could be drug related.
Retaliation snatch, insurance on a debt?
Well, let's find out.
His seven-year-old sister witnessed it.
Jules, let's go.
Yep.
Okay, let's wake up the block.
Spike.
SPIKE Profiling our kid.
On it.
Carlton's got nothing to do with gangs.
He's a sweet boy, he's an athlete.
He plays senior basketball at Eastern Tech.
Eastern Tech Warriors-- good team, city champs.
To be from this neighborhood
and to get into that basketball program--
it's a... it's a lot of sacrifices.
Do you think there could be
some gang trouble that you don't know about--
friends involved, you know, a beef of some kind, girls?
I don't think so.
I mean, we talk, you know?
I work night shift.
I have to trust him.
Basketball is everything to Carlton,
24-7.
Our whole focus is a college scholarship.
We're going to need a list of his friends,
if that's all right.
Well, I can confirm the surface.
Carlton Hayward was City Rookie of the Year in grade eight.
Caught a few scouts' eyes,
became the Warriors' point guard,
kept it up as a sophomore.
Whoa-ho-ho, kid's a playmaker.
What do gangs want
with a straight-living kid like this?
No, come on.
Come on. Get off, get off.
Get him down.
Hold still. No, no.
You don't have to do this.
You don't have to do this. Shut up.
Cory, Cory... Shut up, man.
Cory, don't, don't.
Come on.
Hit him.
Boss.
Boss, a neighbor says
there's a local who goes by the name K.V.
who drives a tricked-out red import.
K.V.-- nice.
K.V. has a record.
It I.D.s Kevin Pearce-- 19, black, gang affiliate.
Copy that.
Pearce.
This Cory Pearce-- is he related to a K.V. or a Kevin?
Yes, that's his brother.
Cory is Carlton's best friend on the team.
He's an Eastern Tech outsider, too,
meaning, you know, they don't come from money.
Are they having a problem, a falling out? No.
No, those two have each other's backs over there.
Cory would never do anything like this to Carlton.
Cory.
Cory, don't.
Cory.
Do it, do it.
Get off me, man. Come on, you started this.
I can't do this. Hit him.
You're the only one who can finish it.
Hit him.
Guys, we have an address for K.V.
It's right around the corner.
Apartment 906, 2225 Parliament.
Okay. Sam, Wordy, you're with me, let's go.
Wordy, keep an eye on the back door.
Copy.
Police, SRU!
I hear movement.
Police, right there! Police, don't move!
No other option here, Kevin, do what he says.
Put your hands on your head.
Where's Carlton Hayward?
Are you deaf?
Man, what up?
You know who I'm talking about. No,
I don't know nobody. Hands up.
Where's your car?
Apartment's clear.
Man, I don't have to tell you anything.
Boss, no car,
no Carlton at this location.
Copy that. Stand by.
What do we got on the younger brother?
Cory Pearce?
Sending out a photo.
Priors?
Brushes, petty stuff.
Looks like he's one foot in, one foot out.
Where's your brother? Where's my lawyer?
Does Cory have your car?
Man, you can fish all you want,
I ain't gonna bite.
Guys, we got an anonymous
911 call just coming in-- assault in progress
at Eastern Tech.
Eddie, you're closest.
No lights, no sirens.
You should call a lawyer.
Get off of me!
Stop it! Do it, man.
You're my friend. Do it.
You're my friend.
I'm sorry.
Why are you...?
Hit him again.
Come on, harder.
What are you doing? I'm sorry, Carlton.
Stop it.
Harder, Cory, do it.
Stop, stop it!
Hit him again. Harder.
Come on.
Stop it.
Boss, we're on the ground,
sweeping from the east perimeter.
Sam,
take the north alley, I'll meet you in back.
Copy.
Come on.
Sam, school yard.
Hey! Police!
SRU!
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
Police! Hold it right there! Don't move! I said don't move!
Hey! SRU!
Right there! Stay where you are!
We'll be right back for you, son.
Hey! Stop right there!
Hey!
Stop right there!
Down on the ground!
Stop now! On the ground!
SRU!
Stop, damn it!
He's gone.
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Stop now! On the ground!
He's gone.
Carlton has disappeared?
That doesn't add up.
Carlton's the one being attacked.
Yeah, why would he take off?
The cops are here-- he's safe.
Who we got?
This is Antony Romero. Judson Wells.
What about Cory?
He took off.
What the hell are these?
Oranges.
Not supposed to leave bruises,
a way to hide visible injuries.
Boss, are you copying this? Yeah, Ed.
Does it sound like a jumping in to you, a gang initiation?
Cory's brother's affiliated.
Maybe they want Carlton in, too.
That explains why he'd run.
But not the masks.
You jump in face-to-face-- that's the point.
I mean, look where they brought him-- a basketball court.
You're on the right track, boss.
These guys are on the same roster as Carlton and Cory.
So they didn't want anyone to know that they were
beating up on a teammate,
or they didn't want to hurt him so bad
that he couldn't play.
So, what, a hazing?
Carlton's not a rookie.
We got a witness-- spotted Cory
getting into a black coupe going West on Harbord.
Car was stolen out of a driveway
this morning in Forest Hill.
Who wants to bet it's his car thief brother?
Okay, listen up, people,
we've got a kidnapping victim that is still missing.
He's snatched
and he's beaten by his own teammates.
I want to know why.
Did he tank a game?
Did he steal someone's girlfriend?
Spike, I see security cameras
on the school exterior.
Are we hot here?
I'll find out ASAP
and I'll get Sidney to trace that anonymous 911 call.
We got a witness out there somewhere.
Okay, let's separate them.
Looks like we're going to school.
A crime scene on the property,
and the bell rings in 40 minutes.
I'm afraid it's going to be a busy day.
We've got nearly 2,000 students.
Busy is what we do.
What can you tell me about these boys?
Well, I can't know everybody, but I do know these two.
They banded together like brothers.
Most of our students are upper, upper-middle class,
but they're not.
They worked their way here.
Carlton's a good kid.
He's a natural athlete,
Humble, kind.
Cory's a little harder to pin down.
A young man of few words.
Carlton's grades have dropped a bit lately.
Well, it's mid-season.
Basketball takes a tremendous amount of time.
If Cory and Carlton are so close,
any idea why Cory would assault him?
That's a bit out of my sphere.
Anything basketball is Coach Wellstead.
He should be here any minute.
Coach Wellstead?
Ed Lane, SRU.
Listen, can you shed some light on this for us?
I'm baffled. Carlton's a popular kid.
What did Jud and Antony have to say for themselves?
Haven't talked to them yet, sir.
You know, they respect Carlton.
I don't get it.
Any friction between these two, on court, off court?
No, nothing abnormal.
What do you mean, abnormal?
I mean, they're rangy teenage kids playing high level ball.
There's always a certain level of friction.
Jostling, jealousies.
Scholarships and egos are on the line.
And with a little more backbone,
Carlton could be team captain next year.
Competing for recognition-- that's a lot of pressure.
How is he handling that?
That's a good point.
His play has tapered off a bit lately.
Minutes are down, and he has made some key mistakes.
Let me ask you this.
You think that's a reason why his teammates
would abduct and assault him?
Look, I've been here 22 years.
It's a new one on me.
But Cory and Carlton
come from the streets.
Sometimes the gang stuff mixes
with basketball in dangerous ways.
Antony takes fine arts electives.
Good grades, extracurriculars.
So Judson's a hard-ass.
He's a senior, he's been on the team the longest.
How do you want to do this?
People, we got anything else on our runners Cory and Carlton?
Yeah, uniforms out looking for them,
watching both their homes.
Guys, I got surveillance cameras
with partial view of the court.
It's kind of tough to make out the individuals,
but I can definitely do a conflict analysis.
Copy.
Cory, don't. Don't. Get him down. Get him down.
Cory. Cory.
Boss, I've got something.
Can you upload it?
Stand by.
Okay, first impressions.
Verbal abuse escalates to physical violence.
I don't know.
Intimidation, revenge maybe?
Boss, that looks like a hazing.
Believe me, those can get out of hand.
I know it did in the military.
You know, it doesn't make any sense.
It's, you know, mid-season, he's not a rook.
Why haze? It's team culture, Jules.
It's self-regulating, it's even cruel.
You know, there are disciplines to enforce,
infractions to punish.
Hey, can we get this cleaned up enough to, uh,
I.D. individuals?
Stand by.
I'll enhance it, and
go over it frame by frame.
So, who wants the hard-ass?
I'll take him.
Kidnapping, break and enter,
forcible confinement, assault, obstruction.
You're just shy of 18 years old, so there's a great chance
they're bumping you to adult court.
Antony.
Hey! I know you didn't instigate what happened
with Carlton. Antony?
You didn't know
kidnapping was a federal offence?
Man, I didn't kidnap anybody.
Can you tell me what that's about?
I mean, seriously, you guys all know each other.
So what? It's cold out.
You dragged Carlton Hayward
out of his house
and assaulted him at the basketball court.
I want to know why.
Ain't no why, okay?
I got nothing to say.
Eddie.
Thank you.
Principal McKechnie, Officer Ed Lane.
Hello. Hi, ma'am.
I was just telling her that
we got a lot of people looking for Carlton and Cory,
but we're gonna need some help from your staff.
Right. We need to single out their friends, their teammates.
That would be a big help. We're looking for background,
gossip, anything that can help us find out where they ran to.
Right. Especially Carlton,
because we have to assume that his mental state is fragile.
Boss, we got a problem.
Oh, my God.
That's our guy.
High school basketball star,
abducted and assaulted by his own teammates.
Now he's a jumper.
Kid's had a really bad night.
Whatever's going on between him
and his buddy Cory put him up there.
No, the beating was a catalyst.
It takes more than one incident to drive somebody to suicide.
You said his grades were falling, too.
Right? That's another flag.
Okay, the beating was obviously premeditated.
This kind of abuse has happened in their locker room before.
So, I'm gonna go up there, I'm gonna talk to him.
Spike, subject's on a flat roof,
covering what looks like a terrace up there.
Copy that. Roof access
is to the north, above his position.
There's a fixed ladder you descend to get to our guy.
Full climbing and safety gear.
Thanks, Wordy.
Boss, Jules has got the night janitor
at the main entrance to take you to the roof, and get this.
Sidney traced our anonymous 911 call to inside the school.
4:23 a.m. That's got to have been the janitor.
Okay, let's go see the night janitor.
Coming through.
Okay, school is cancelled.
Let's keep the perimeter tight.
Let's keep the gawkers moving.
And let's lock this building down, please.
What's your name?
Doug. Doug what?
Doug Saunders.
Why didn't you identify yourself when you called 911?
Uh, I saw a kid get beat up, I made the call.
You knew who they were.
You could have saved us valuable time.
Look, this job's about all I got, okay?
And why would your job be affected?
Well, maybe it wouldn't. I don't know.
But you don't interfere with basketball at this school.
All right.
Take my friend down to the terrace underneath the kid.
Wordy and I are standing by.
Boss, I don't see you.
You will in a second.
Carlton?!
Hey, just take it easy, okay?
I just don't want to surprise you.
Hey, Spike.
Night watchman's name is Doug Saunders.
See if that raises any flags.
You got it.
Carlton?
Hey, Carlton?
Hey, buddy.
I'm Sergeant Parker.
You're a hard man to get a meeting with.
Hey, you mind just taking a step back from the edge there?
All I want to do is talk to you.
Don't come any closer! Okay.
All right, I know you brought yourself up here
for a reason, and we can talk about that, but first...
First, you know, we're pretty precarious up here,
and I just want to make sure you don't slip accidentally,
so I'm going to rig a harness for you, okay?
Hey, put this on.
No? You don't want a harness?
Stay away from me.
Pretty good with heights, huh?
Me, I'd rather be anywhere else,
so I'm gonna hook myself in, okay?
All right?
Stay where we can find you.
Okay, boss, I'm right underneath you.
Stealth, Sam. I want to form a bond.
I don't want him distracted.
Stay in that position until I need you.
Sam, the subject is
ten feet south of you.
Three, two, one. Mark.
Okay, team, I need new ideas.
Our boy is non-communicative.
Judson and
Antony are holding the party line.
We got to crack this code of silence.
Hey, maybe if they learn that their star point guard
is suicidal, that could help.
Let's get Carlton's mother down here.
I want her to paint a picture
of every single stress that he is under. I don't care
if he ran out of toothpaste, the boss needs to know it.
That's affirmative.
We dump that car,
boost another on the way out of town.
You can hole up with
my Hamilton boys a while, see how this plays out.
I got to go back. Back?
Carlton's not built to roll with this kind of trouble, K.V.
I got to go make sure that he's okay. They don't care
if you play basketball or who your friends are.
They're on you because
you kidnapped some dude.
They're looking for you, too. Yeah, well.
I'm in trouble if I behave or not.
Worry about your own self.
16, you got no record...
Kevin, come on.
Eddie.
They kicked me out of my office.
Anything I can do to help?
Yeah, we'd like to interview a few more
of your players, but classes were cancelled.
Do you think you could round them up?
Yeah, I can try to get some of the guys down here,
but their numbers are in my office.
All right, we need you to stay
in your office once you're there.
Okay, you need anything else, let me know.
Yeah.
What are you doing here, Cory?
There's cops everywhere.
Had to come and find Carlton.
What the hell's going on?
Carlton snapped, man.
He's gonna jump.
Hey, Carlton, you know what these things are?
They're anchors for, uh...
...for window washers.
I mean, those guys got to be nuts.
Don't come any closer!
Okay.
Your mom and your sister-- they would really like you home.
And we sort of promised them, so,
will you talk to me so maybe we can work this out,
and we can both get down?
Only one way down, man.
Whatever your teammates did--
it can be undone, son.
We can even help your friend Cory.
Do you know why he would even do this to you?
It's not Cory's fault!
Subject's moving, risking a slip.
Boss, you need me up there?
Negative. Hold your position.
Okay, surveillance tape--
I can identify them all the way through.
Cory reads clear reluctance.
He's being pressured and pushed to beat on a friend.
But Judson and Antony are definitely running the show.
Eastern Tech has a strict no-hazing policy.
Yeah, yeah, that's what
you both said, but I'm not buying it.
So, this is the first time
you've singled somebody out?
Come on, guys.
You wear the hoods so that no one knows
who's doing the enforcement, right?
This is how it's done.
It's your tradition.
Antony,
you can't keep this code of silence.
Silence is what put Carlton up on that roof.
Can't you just get him down?
Not until you tell us what put him up there
in the first place.
Judson, Carlton is your teammate.
You respect him.
If Coach benches you,
you're done.
Scouts won't see you, no scholarship, no college.
Carlton started strong,
but Coach doesn't like his style.
He wants more aggression.
You know, killer instinct.
He lost his confidence.
Man, the wheels came off.
The last game, he couldn't do anything right.
And Coach leaves him in to make a point.
Weak links break the chain.
But Cory dug us out.
19 points in the fourth quarter.
It was so stupid.
We won.
But we still had to book Carlton.
"Book" him?
That's what I'm talking about!
Solid, Cory! You were the difference!
No, that's what I was talking about!
Don't worry about it, man-- you'll get your mojo back.
I need it back now.
They're scouting this month.
Forget that-- don't let Coach in your kitchen.
All right? You got to play above him.
What the hell are you guys celebrating for?
Hmm?
Now, some of you still think you're playing on the corner,
nobody but the girl from the hood watching.
Well, guess what, gentlemen?
You're not.
You're in my house.
And I built this house so professional scouts
can come and see warriors,
not half-ass homeboys!
You see, Carlton,
it's not enough to just win the game,
you've got to win the fight.
You lose the ball, you win it back.
You lose your balls on my team...
then you're gonna have to pay to get them back.
Do it, Cory.
It's okay.
No, it's not.
I beg your pardon?
He's paid enough.
All right.
You had a good game, hmm?
'Kay, get up, Carlton.
Your friend bailed you out again.
Hit the showers.
All of you, hit the showers.
Jud, Antony,
Cory, come here for a second.
Cory had a choice.
Basically,
prove his loyalty by teaching Carlton a lesson,
or ride the pine and kiss college ball good-bye.
That's how it works around here.
"Whatever it takes."
Coach's motto.
Okay, the attacks are definitely top-down.
It's systemic and not quietly sanctioned.
Coach Wellstead ordered the attack.
He told them how.
Go get him. I got the coach.
Wordy's on the ground.
Boss, we got a situation.
Coach Wellstead's not in his office.
I got blood on the desk, blood on the floor.
There's signs of a struggle.
We may have unauthorized persons in here.
ED We need to sweep the building.
Wordy's spotting. Sam?
I might have to go up and flank the boss, Ed.
That's affirmative. I need Sam with me.
Jules.
I'm about to sit down
with Mrs. Hayward.
We could use her intel up here.
Spike, can you leave the truck?
I need some backup here.
Two minutes.
Carlton, I'm not gonna pretend to understand
the pain you're in, but I now understand
that Cory did not want to hurt you,
that he was forced to.
I started it.
No, you didn't start it.
Coach Wellstead started it.
I'm the one who folded-- I stepped to the line,
I can't even hit a free throw anymore. Hey, Carlton, it's windy
up here-- just take a step back, just please take a step back.
Nothing. No sign.
How's it read to you, Spike?
I don't know, the building's locked down.
Someone get in to assault the coach,
or did he assault someone else?
All right, let's keep looking.
I got something.
What do you got, Spike?
I'm at a trophy case, all basketball,
and I'm looking at a photo of Doug Saunders.
The janitor.
Eastern Tech
Warriors, 1993.
No red flags in the database, but this is a familiar uniform.
I didn't do anything to Wellstead.
Then where is he?
We know that you played for him,
that you didn't make senior squad,
and we know that you dropped out, right? Yeah, that's right.
You held a grudge.
I guess so; something like one.
Did you go see him in his office today?
No. But you knew what
Carlton was going through? No.
Yeah, you did. You knew that Cory
was being forced to beat him. No.
No. I did, but I didn't--
just like everyone else around here.
What do you mean by that?
Whatever it takes to win.
Easter Tech Warriors. Hoo-ah.
Every year
he-he bonds the team
by turning on the weak, or guys that are too strong,
guys like Carlton.
And you people turn a blind eye
because he gets results.
For years, this place has been sacrificing kids
for victories.
Two decades. That's not true.
Basketball is out of my sphere.
Ma'am, if you are in charge, this is your sphere.
Look, Doug, we're here because someone else
is going through what you've been through,
and right now,
he is suicidal.
I know.
So tell us what you know
so that we can help.
You can stop this.
I only wish I had the guts to do it myself.
I let Cory in the building,
and I gave him the key to the boiler room.
Okay.
Spike, we have a location.
Come with me. You can help. Come on.
MRS. HAYWARD: A recruiter
told me to get Carlton into Coach Wellstead's program.
The man's a legend.
City championships,
regional titles, national titles.
He landed kids NCAA scholarships.
Some of them even made it to the NBA.
I pulled every string I could.
I pushed my son into his arms.
We all want our loved ones to succeed.
It's okay, Mommy.
Please bring my son down safe.
It's structural behind the drywall,
two feet of poured concrete.
The door's steel skin, solid core
and barred from the inside.
No windows at all? It's like a bomb shelter.
Can we get eyes in? Maybe through the vent.
Let's do it. Copy.
Is there a phone
in there? Yeah.
I brought it on myself.
It's my mess.
Carlton's shouldering guilt for what Wellstead initiated.
The whole team's an abuse victim.
They're blaming themselves.
Yeah, you're on to something, Sam.
Stand by for my signal.
I've got an idea,
and I'm gonna need you up here.
Cory, my name's Ed Lane-- I'm with the SRU.
Do you mind if I come in and speak with you for a second?
Not gonna happen.
All right, Cory, listen to me.
We know what you and Carlton have been through.
The only way to deal with Coach Wellstead
is to let us handle it.
Hand him over to us.
There's other ways!
Yeah, but, Cory, you want to do this
the right way here, son.
Just tell me how he's doing.
You all right, Coach?
Yeah, he says he knows
he's got to pay to play.
You don't know what it's like,
especially for the third-string guys.
It's worse for them.
You see?
You see how much you care for your team?
That's why you're a point guard,
that's why you're a leader. I participated.
I had to beat guys down, too.
Carlton wasn't hard enough for him!
Even though he's got more talent than any of us,
we still had to break him!
No, he tried...
I broke him!
Me!
I took the bait, man.
Court time over my friend.
Cory, he had to use you-- you were both too strong.
Carlton was too strong.
A team run on fear is not a team.
My teammate Sam, down below us.
Hey, Sam, come up here.
I trust my life
in his hands.
Hey, Carlton.
I'm just gonna hang out here, okay?
What, you think I'm doing this all by myself?
Sam's got my back.
In fact, if you step back
a little bit and look down there,
you see that-- that guy with the binoculars?
You see him?
That's Wordy.
I'm looking after you, Sam's looking after me,
and Wordy's got all our backs.
Just let him go here, Cory.
Let us deal with it. I got to finish this.
Whatever it takes.
Cory.
We all make mistakes.
We all have bad games.
Basketball is everything and now it's gone.
It's not gone,
it's not gone, it's only the beginning.
You're going to get that scholarship,
but you're on two separate teams right now, Carlton,
and the poisoned basketball team you got to walk away from.
Your mother, your sister, and Cory, too--
that's your other team, that's long-term.
Nobody's going to cut you from that squad.
What are you doing?
Cory, what are you doing?
What, are you crazy?
Wha... hey, what are you doing?
Where we at, Spike?
I'm close.
Eyes in.
We're up.
What is that, a blowtorch?
Wellstead's tied up.
This is bad.
I think I know what he's doing.
Eastern Tech Warriors.
We all got 'em-- Coach's loyalty test.
Shape charge, ASAP.
Blow the door, we're going in.
Look, I know there's a lot of pressure, right?
There's a lot of pressure.
The pressure's got to be inescapable right now.
You're supposed to carry your team
and you're supposed to carry your family's dreams, too.
Jules, you copy?
Copy, Sam.
I got your mother right here.
She's right here in the building right now.
No. Oh, no.
Of course she is, and she is nothing but proud of you.
Tell them that we're working it through nice and slow.
We need their help, okay?
Okay, I'll get her on the line.
You can't talk to Carlton directly,
but you can relay a message through my sergeant.
Speak from the heart.
He needs perspective.
He is very overwhelmed right now.
Hello?
I got her on the line right here.
You're just saying that.
No, she's right here.
She says hello.
Say something personal, something you both share.
Tell him...
tell him I'm sorry I pushed him to the paint.
He should have gone for three.
She says she's sorry she pushed you to the paint
and that you should have gone for three.
There's other teams, other things in life.
And you are so much more than who you are on that court.
And that she wants you to be happy.
I hid like you told me to.
Your sister-- she says that she hid like you told her to
and that she sent us after the bad guys, but, uh...
maybe one day you can explain to her
that they weren't the real bad guys.
Tell him I love him and I want him to come home.
Do you see that the only way you could disappoint anyone
is by taking your own life?
Nobody hurts so bad they can't recover.
And all you got to do...
is take my hand.
Trust me.
He's got him.
Carlton's secure. He's got him.
He's okay.
Get away from me.
Don't you dare.
Subjects are in the southwest corner, out of line of the door.
That's good, 'cause it's gonna be a big bang,
and it's blowing inward.
Breaching in three,
two, one.
Cory, right there, drop it!
Drop it!
Put it down!
Right there!
Do what he says, Cory.
Sir, let me do the talking.
Cory, listen at me.
I have to consider that blowtorch a deadly weapon.
That means if you show imminent threat
to use it, I have to shoot here, son.
Isn't this imminent?
Sir, please be quiet and do not struggle!
Cory, I don't want to shoot you here.
All right? I don't.
So lower the weapon.
You don't have to put it down, but just move it
away from his face and we can talk, okay?
That's it.
This here... this is all it boils down to for me.
No, it isn't, Cory.
No, it isn't.
I saw red!
I went off on my friend!
You know what Carlton told me?
"Not Cory's fault."
Those were his exact words, son.
But you know what?
There is fault here.
And I promise you we are gonna make sure that it comes out.
And that's what you want is justice, Cory.
That's what you want.
Justice? I don't have to face justice.
Sir, please be quiet!
No, I'm not gonna be quiet.
My record speaks for itself, all right?
Sir!
You don't care if Carlton lives or dies?
Cory, don't, don't!
Shoot him!
Sir, you pull yourself together.
Cory, this is not what I want to do.
Please.
It's all right.
Hey, hey.
You're doing fine, Carlton.
Have a seat. I'm shaking.
That's because your heart's racing.
Just sit down.
Sit down.
So is mine, pal.
We're all good, okay?
You showed a lot of strength.
You just keep breathing.
You have some water.
We're in no hurry.
Boss.
We'll be right back, son.
You hold tight.
I know, way outside the box,
but what if we tell him what Cory's doing?
Ah, that's too risky.
I know, but we have two critical incidents.
Maybe one can help the other.
Carlton's a team player.
His teammate needs him.
It could work, boss.
Get him proactive, helping his friend.
I think that's a good idea down here.
Agreed.
Okay, he's gone through a lot today, but he may be
the only one who can reach his friend. All right.
Let's do it.
Carlton, I need to tell you something,
and I need you to be strong.
It's about Cory.
Where is he? Is he okay?
He's fine.
He's just in the middle of doing something
that he's going to regret.
The police,
the school-- everybody knows the truth.
But Cory thinks he's doing that for you.
That's revenge for ripping apart your friendship
and pushing you out on that roof.
Well, you have to stop him.
Will you help us do that?
Cory, Carlton's okay.
He came down, he's fine.
I promise you that.
You're just saying that!
No, I'm not, Cory.
He's okay. He's here. He's gonna come in
and talk to you.
Coming in, Eddie.
It's okay.
C-Carlton.
I-I'm sorry.
I-I didn't want you...
I know, I know. Coach...
I know. Don't worry about it.
Cory, put the blowtorch down.
Do it for me.
So much for the season. No.
Man... plenty more games.
Cory, you don't want to be like him.
You don't want to do what he does, so just let him go.
The coach is the loser here.
Seriously.
He's done.
We're not.
♪ When the rain comes down ♪
♪ And there's no one else around ♪
♪ When I'm feeling down ♪
♪ I need you, too ♪
♪ Well, catch me when I ♪
♪ Well, catch me when I fall ♪
♪ 'Cause life without you ♪
♪ It ain't no fun at all ♪
♪ Believe me when I ♪
♪ Well, hear me when I call ♪
♪ The nights without you ♪
♪ It ain't the same at all ♪
♪ Tonight, the stars fill the sky ♪
♪ And each one shines upon me ♪
♪ Couldn't help but remind me of my dreams ♪
Hey. Sam.
You were great up there.
You know, the whole idea about
bringing Cory and Carlton together.
It was a little risky.
I thought inspired.
Jules.
There you are. Hey!
You again.
Steve.
How's it going, man?
I got to go talk to Spike.
So what do you say?
Burger and fries?
Like the old days?
I don't know, Steve.
That was a long time ago.
Come on.
Think we can do better than that.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Well, catch me when I fall. ♪
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