[Tires screeching, car crashes]
Janice: [Groans]Sarah: Okay. Let's just take it slow.
Okay. I got you. I'm just gonna take it slow.
Jacob: I'm sorry.Jacob, do you have her?
I don't. I'm sorry.Come on. It's just a little bit further.
I can't. I can't. I can't.Just get up there. Come on. Please.
I got it.[Grunts]
You're safe. I got it.[Ominous music plays]
My car's right up here.
How did you find us?It's my job to find you.
Now, we don't have much time. Let's go.
Sarah: Where did you come from? Come on, Mom.
Take this slow.
[Theme music plays]
♪♪
[Insects chirping]
Sarah: Okay. Can you see straight?
Are your eyes blurry at all?No. I can see, baby.
Okay. 'Cause that can mean you have a concussion.
Is your head up enough?Yes, b-- I'm fine.
Are you sure?It just -- It just hurts.
Okay. I'm just gonna move this one over just a little.
No. I can see, baby.Are you sure?
Yes.Okay, just --
I'm going to go make a pot of tea.
Okay.I don't want any tea, John.
Okay. Well, should I get some ice for, you know, the swelling?
No, baby.Your forehead looks really bad, Mom.
I don't -- I don't -- Ow!I'm sorry.
I don't need any ice.
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Liquid pouring]
♪♪
Sarah: I'll go get the ice.I don't need any ice!
You two just go upstairs and go to bed.
No. I'm sorry, Mom. I got to protect you.
I just can't leave you.Honey.
I promise you. I'm fine.
Here's your, uh, tea.
Uh, be careful. It's hot. Sip it slowly.
If I may, I'd like to stick around
and make sure everything's gonna be --
Look. Look, look. I'm the man of the house now.
And I'm not gonna let anything happen to my mom or sister.
Do you need that ice, Mom?
'Cause that hematoma on your forehead looks really bad.
Okay. Everybody, stop!
I am fine.
I don't need anything... aside from finding my husband.
So, Sarah, Jacob, go to bed -- now!
No lip.
Go to bed.
[Sighs]
Janice...I think I need to share something with you.
Mm-mnh.
Just go, John.
I really can't handle this right now.
I appreciate everything that you've done.
Thank you so much.
But I don't know who I can trust.
I need some time to think...
...because I have to protect my children.
Just go.
I'm just across the street. I trust you can find the path.
Trust Jacob.
[Down-tempo music plays]
♪♪
[Exhales deeply] Mm.
♪♪
[Sighs]
I thought I told you to go to bed. Okay. You did.
But I promised Jacob if he went to sleep,
I'd come check on you.
He said that with your hema... whatever,
if you fall asleep like that, you could go into a coma, so...
All right... Ms. First Aid Kit.
Okay. This is all I had.
Oh, man, Mom. This looks really bad.
Yeah. It stings.Maybe I won't.
[Laughs] Sorry.
Look, Mom. Uh, I know we bump heads a lot.
[Down-tempo music plays]
I think I really misunderstood you.
You know, you've overcome so much.
You're the strongest person that I know,
and, um... almost losing you today
made me think about that day at school...
...when you were almost killed, and I...
Mom...I was so scared I would never get the chance
to tell you how much I admire you.
You know, and... I look up to you so much
because I understand that you're only tough
because you have to be... and that you love us
and, like you always say, that you'd do anything for us.
[Softly] Yes.
I want to be just like you, Mom.
Oh. Baby, you already are.
You're the better version of me.
You inspire me.
You're fearless.
You speak your truth.
[Chuckles softly]
Something I should have done that day.
Mom.No.
Deep down inside, I knew that DeShawn...
was going to do something, and I ignored it.
I rationalize with myself that he would never act out
or do such a thing.
Mom, you can't blame yourself for that, okay?
This was not your fault.
Because you, Miss Janice DuVernay,
always look for the best in people.
Which is why I should not have been so hard on you about Ben.
Hey, look, Mom. You deserve to be happy.
You deserve to have someone who cares about you.
I think Dad would have wanted that.
♪♪
And look. I'm sorry if I drove him away with all my craziness.
No, no, no. I hope he's okay.
Seriously. No. Hey.
Look at me, baby.
It is not your fault.
I hope that he's okay too.
And we will work this out together.
Okay? Okay.
Come here, my baby.
My girl.
Mm.[Ominous music plays]
All right. Let's go check on Jacob.
Okay.
Want to say good night.
♪♪
[Knock on door]
Hey, Mom.
Hey, baby.
Thought I told you to go to bed.
You were so brave tonight.
I know it's very scary being in a car accident.
Have you heard from Ben?
No. But I'm sure he's fine.
Yeah.
He's made a lot of friends here.
[Chuckles softly] Yes. That is my Ben.
He will talk to a poster if it's smiling at him.
Can I tell you something, Mom?
Sure.
I saw Ben arguing with the man who came by earlier today.
Who? Mr. Dessalines.
Look. I drew a sketch.
Wait. How did you see th--
[Door slams]
Sarah?
Sarah: Yeah? I-I'm using the bathroom.
[Sighs] All right.
Go to bed. For real this time.
Get some rest,
and I will have a plan by morning, okay?
Yes, ma'am.
I love you. Love you too.
[Sighs]
Beware, my child.
These cells comes in many shapes, sizes, and colors.
Be particularly cautious of those who don't look like you,
for many of them know you and your history
better than you know yourself.
The facets of society, from lawyers to judges,
they infiltrate the entertainment industry.
What's with the Deepak shit? You want to be a monk now?
And many are even teachers.
This is Ben Cheatham.
Um, he's teaching African-American studies.
[Chuckles] I get that look a lot.
Be particularly cautious
of those who don't look like you...
But where you learn how to cook Black?Sarah: Oh, my God.
...for many of them know you and your history
better than you know yourself.
Janice, I know Black more than you.
♪♪
Sarah, I need you to tell me exactly what you know.
It's okay. I told him everything.
One should know his enemy
better than his enemy knows himself.
♪♪
Hey. Yeah. Something's up. She's been disappearing.
I don't know. I've been trying.Hey, Ben.
I told someone who I knew for certain
would tell this person that we'd be here, and voilà.
Whoever Thaddeus told, he knew that person would talk.
♪♪
[Door slams]
♪♪
[Music builds, continues]
♪♪
I know.
I know everything.
Jan?
Are you okay? What-- What's wrong?
I trusted you!
With everything.
My heart.
♪♪
My children.
Baby... I-I just heard about the crash,
and I came here as fast as I could.Stop. Stop.
I understand you might be delirious --Stop! Stop!
Stop it.
Enough, Ben.
♪♪
Jan...I know you.
You know that. You --
You don't want to use that on me. You do, don't you?
Because that was your job these past two years, wasn't it?
To infiltrate my life, break me down,
get me to love you, trust you.
Did you kill my husband, too?
♪♪
No. W-- [Gasps]
[Gasps, screams]
[Gasping]
You want to stab me?
You were gonna use that on me?!
Is that any way to treat your hubby
after a hard, long day of work?
Huh?!
You know, I could snap your neck right now.
But you won't, 'cause you need me, don't you?
Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah.
I need you to give me the hard drive
with all of your grandfather's videos.
And I need you to sign over the deed to this house
in my name.
Your ancestors aren't the only pioneers of these parts.
Yeah, except they didn't -- s-slaughtered every --
Stop with -- with the white guilt-tripping, Janice.
Since the dawn of mankind,
we have fought and died to conquer land.
Territory is power.
Don't you know that's how the Zulus overcame their rivals?
You gonna give me a Black history lesson now,
Mr. Black Man?
You want a lesson?![Gasps, wheezes]
Is that what you want?! Huh?!
[Grunts]
[Gasps, screams]
You are making things harder!
You're gonna sign this fucking paper
if I have to break your hand
and drag those fingers across the page!
[Gasps]
Want to sign. Huh?
[Wheezing]
♪♪
You're gonna die... or you're gonna sign that paper.
What? I can't hear you.
♪♪
[Gasping]
[Grunts]
♪♪
Jacob? Get Jacob!
Jacob, wake up! Come on!
Jacob!
Jacob! Jacob, come on. We got to get up.
You didn't hear me calling you?
Get up! Come on!Wake up!
Wake up! [Breathing heavily]
[Down-tempo music plays]
Hurry up!
♪♪
Jacob! Jacob!
[Screaming]
We got to get out, okay? Look. Ben is after us.
What?We got to go and get out.
Jacob! Jacob, come on.
Come on. We got to get out.Get up, get up. Get up, get up.
Hey! Help!
Beg your pardon.
Open this fuckin' door!
I'm coming in!Sarah: There's people in there!
Help! Jacob! Someone help us!
What are...
You can't go in there!No!
Jacob! Jacob, where are you going?
Sarah: You can't go in there!
Oh, my God. Jacob, hold on. Where are you going?!
Jacob! Jacob, don't go in there. We're gonna get --
Jacob, please. Come on! Jacob, please!
Jacob, what are you -- No!
Jacob!
Jacob, no!
No! No!
Wait! Jacob!
Jacob...[Water dripping]
...where are we?
We're with our family.Ben was right behind you.
Oh, my God. We have to go back for Mom.No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm going back, okay?No. No.
Look. She's coming. Just trust me.
No! Stop! Ben: I know you can fuckin' hear me!
I'll kill your fuckin' kids!
Coming in!
Your son...
[Knife thudding]
Janice!
Think you can hide from me?!
I said open it!
[Down-tempo music plays]I know you can fuckin' hear me!
Papa Dean: Fear...and faith cannot coexist.
[Knife thudding]
♪♪
Ben: Think you can hide from me?!
You got nowhere to go!
Nowhere to fucking go![Wood clattering]
[Down-tempo music plays]
Think you can hide from me?!
♪♪
Janice!
What's going on?
[Gasps] Oh!
My babies.
Oh, my God.See?
You're okay.I told you. Just trust me sometimes.
♪♪
Where are we? What is this?What do we do now?
Just follow me. Trust me. I got it.
I know the way.What do you mean, trust you?
What are we supposed to do? Where are you going?
Jacob! Stay close. Stay close.
Mom, can we just go back?No, no, no, no. Stay close.
Jacob, slow down, okay?Stay close!
Wait.
♪♪
Sarah: Where are we?
Janice: I don't know.
Okay. This water's getting higher.
I think we should just go.Okay?Jacob: It's fine.
Just slow down. Let's just go back.
We can go back.No. We have to keep going.
This is the way. Our ancestors are protecting us.
Who are they? How do you know?
They're our family.
We're safe. I promise. Mom, what did you tell me?
Our treasure is on the other side of fear.
We're safe. I promise. Just trust me.
Jacob, I don't know.Let's just go back, okay?
Let's just turn back around. Mom, let's just go back.
We have to stay together.Mom, this water's getting higher.
I can't swim. I've got you. I've got you.
Jacob!
Honey. Baby, please.
We don't know where we're going!
Jacob: I do.
Okay. Let's just -- We got to stay together.
Just slow down, Jacob. Slow down. Slow down.
Please let me go back. Jacob, please.
Mom, can we please go back?
Honey -- Honey -- Honey, just --Mom, I can't swim.
I don't want to drown. Jacob, can you come back?
I would never let anything happen to you.
Jacob, just slow down!
[Indistinct shouting, voices muffled]
[Down-tempo music plays]
♪♪
Mom! Sarah!
Come on! It's safe!
♪♪
[Indistinct conversation]
♪♪
[Music slows, continues]
♪♪
Are we still in Lake Levi?
I don't know.
That's Papa.
Yes, it is.What the hell?
Just relax. You did good, Jacob.
You found your estate on your own.
Estate?Yes.
Welcome to your new estate.
Welcome home.
You should tell the world about your family's story.
[Exhales sharply]
[Mid-tempo classical music plays]
♪♪
I have some disturbing news, sir.
We did some digging into the shell company
and the other estates, and we have reason to believe
that the Black Knight Brotherhood
has purchased land and property on Lake Levi grounds.
Just um... Just how much, exactly?
As many as 15, sir.
We believe this is the man
that helped them infiltrate the grounds.
He's... How can I put it?
He's the face.
Clearly, he's a high-ranking member
in the Black Knight Brotherhood.
He's white!
And I'm Black...
...sir.
While they have purchased several pieces of land
on your grounds,
we believe they're using this estate
as their primary stash house.
Now, we have checked his current residence earlier,
and it was empty, as was the DuVernay home.
There has been no sightings of Ben Cheatham.
Bastard.
I'm afraid your protégé has gone AWOL.
This is the last man surviving with the evidence.
Our agents believe that before Deja Blue True was killed,
she left behind the evidence that Dr. Eric Matthews gave her
at her adoptive parents' home in Louisiana.
Now, we have photographs of this man...
[Paper crinkling]
...coming out of this cabin
moments before our agents went in and swept the home.
We don't have time for this, sir.
We have to get you off the grid.
We have a chopper standing by.
These people are beneath me.
I am not caving in. This all belongs to me!
♪♪
This land has been in my family for generations.
I don't care what anyone says.
This is not going to happen on my watch!
Sir, you are too valuable to this movement.
We have to get you out.
We have security standing by to take you down to the chopper.
God's sake.
Sir.What?
Please.
You have to go.
♪♪
Marshall: I'm going!
♪♪
[Exhales deeply]
[Down-tempo music plays]
♪♪
And that's how we came to all be here.
Wow. Okay. Wait.
How were you a part
of my great-grandfather's Black secret society?
I mean, you're white, Mr. John.
[Laughing] Yes. Yes.
Your grandfather was a-a good man.
He didn't discriminate as long as you were down with the cause.
Besides, my grandfather was a Black man, also a descendant.
Really? You don't look like it.
[Chuckles] I know.
And that's why I have the name White Man John.
When I was young and I would visit my grandfather,
all the other kids would call me White Boy John,
which then became White Man John.
And eventually I became a part of the family to use that.
I had the face because I passed.
So I was the person that did all of the purchasing
and investments for your great-grandfather
of all the properties in this area.
Whoa. Just like Bernard Garrett and Joe Morris back in the '60s.
Exactly. Very good, young man.
Yeah. Ben taught me that.
Oh.[Thud in distance]
What was that?Oh.
Uh, Ms. DuVernay, we need to get you out of here.
That is, until you release the information.
The Black Brotherhood is on their way.
Dessalines informed me --No! No, no, no, no, no.
Don't let him in.
He's the one that led us to the cliff.
There must be some sort of mistake.
Dessalines was one of your great-grandfather's
most trusted aides!That's what I've been trying to tell you, Mom.
No! Then he's playing both sides, John.
He is a member of The System, just like Ben.
He must have turned.
Jacob saw him arguing with Ben the other day, right?
Yes. Well, no. Not really.
Ms. DuVernay, we need to get you out of here.
If what you said is true, that means that --
That's not Dessalines!
Dessalines is left-handed, like me.
This man is right-handed. And his gait!
They're twins.
Twins.
The Executor: [Clapping hands] Bravo! Bravo, bravo.
Well done.
We should listen to our young ones.
Oftentimes, they actually know what they're talking about.
Yes.
Yes, your husband informed me that I was a twin.
I recall hearing tales
on how so many of us were separated at birth
because of Dr. Rubidoux experiments.
Sometimes I swear I could feel his pain and anguish.
Janice: [Screams]
I was never quite sure what it was.
Sell, I don't subscribe to all that supernatural nonsense.
What do you want from us?
Well, for starters...
I'll assume the files are in that fancy-looking
Harry Potter box.
I'll need you to hand those over.
And then what?
Really, Ms. DuVernay?
Are we to delay the inevitable...
Sarah: No, no, no.No.
...for all of this melodrama?
Please! Please, no.
Perhaps not!
Well, well, well.
What do we have here?
[Dramatic music plays]
Brother. What a pleasant surprise.
Why...hello, handsome.
[Chuckles]
My dear brother.
You can hang up that butler-like tuxedo.
Your services are no longer needed here,
with your Uncle Tom, house Negro ass.
Now, the grounds are surrounded by my men.
So put the gun down and I'll spare your life.
[Gasps]
♪♪
All right, young brother.
Let's see what you got, twin.
Janice: [Gasps, screams]
[Grunts]
♪♪
[Grunts, groans]
[Coughs]
♪♪
[Growls] Janice: [Screams]
[Groans]
[Coughs]
[Exhales deeply]
[Down-tempo music plays]
Come on. Let's get out of here.
♪♪
All right.
Let's go.
♪♪
[Dramatic music plays]
[Insects chirping]
♪♪
I have reason to believe
that most of The System's soldiers and rangers
have retreated and fled the grounds.
But nonetheless, we should still move swiftly.
You know, I kind of feel like Malia and Sasha Obama.
[Chuckles]
Janice: John, if you've had the files all this time,
why not turn them in?
Why the whole treasure hunt and clues?
I respected your grandfather's wishes.
I never defied him in life.
I certainly wasn't going to betray him in death.
Besides, if your grandfather and Dessalines had come to you
and said, "Granddaughter, your destiny in life
is to lead a movement
which your ancestors have been fighting for almost 300 years,
and the task of uncovering a major conspiracy
is falling into your hands," what would you have said?
That my mother was right
and my grandfather belonged in an asylum.
[Laughs] Precisely.
What about us, John?
Will me and my children ever be safe?
Yeah. What about Ben?
You're royalty, Janice.
Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
There will always be evil forces looking about,
wishing to take what is yours.
But look around you.
All of these men are sworn to protect you.
You have community.
So all this time, Great-grandpa sent you
to look after us.
Look.
I'm so sorry I was mean to you at first.
But thank you a lot, White Man John.
Jacob, that is rude. Call him Mr. John.
But, Mom, he likes when I call him that.
I admit it. I do.
Makes me feel like a rapper. Ow.
[Laughter]
♪♪
[Laughter in distance]
[Ominous music plays]Janice: Oh, my God.
♪♪
A bombshell revelation.
A secret document released this morning to The Atlanta Times
reveals a major scandal and a government coverup.
Five years ago, several human skeletal remains
were discovered during a top-secret excavation
of Freeman Lakes,
confirming that the Freeman Lakes Massacre of 1864
did occur.
The property has since been seized by the government,
but the majority-stake owner, a descendant of Freeman Lakes,
already owns roughly 12% of the land.
People are demanding reparations for the other descendants.
The government denies any involvement in the coverup
and insists this was the result of a few renegade officials.
The remains have since been retrieved
from an undisclosed location,
and a series of lab and DNA tests have commenced
to track down those descendants.
The hero behind this?
Janice DuVernay, an Augusta schoolteacher.
Ms. DuVernay, wherever you are, I commend your bravery.
You are indeed a hero.
[Down-tempo music plays]
♪♪
Ms. DuVernay, the builders would like to meet with you
to discuss the Papa Dean DuVernay Charter School.
The agriculture center being built
in the former workers' quarters
is coming along quite nicely.
They want to ensure that it's to your liking.
Oh, and the Thaddeus restaurant finally has
a proposed launch date scheduled for the fall.
This community is really coming together.
Your grandfather would be quite proud of you.
Thank you.
[Birds chirping, children shouting]
He would.
Hey, Mom. Hey, bab-- Oh!
You're so wet. I know.
I was teaching him how to swim.
He's done really good.
I'm so proud of you.
Thank you. Mm-hmm.
♪♪
Hey there. Y'all partying without me?
Never.
John: You're royalty, Janice.
Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
There will always be evil forces out there lurking,
out to take what's yours.
Papa Dean: Remember, Jojo.
faith and fear cannot coexist.
♪♪
[Birds chirping]
So...
the prices are expected to increase
an additional 30% over the next year.
Do you have any children, Mr. Vale?
Man: Ah. Unfortunately not.
This region has the highest percentage of black commerce
and entrepreneurship in the entire country.
Wow. So it's like a new Black Wall Street.
Mm-hmm.
And don't be alarmed by the recent exodus of white patrons.
The media has totally blown the whole white-flight thing
out of proportion.
White flight, huh?Yes, I'm afraid.
Last year's tsunami.
Uh, tsunami?
Oh, you mean the, uh, unexplained undercurrent
in the lake?
It was only... only white folks.
Mr. Vale, please don't subscribe to tales
of this area being haunted.
As we all know...
I was only teasing.
I'm mean, I'm sold. This is -- This is great.
Well, that's wonderful! I'll get the paperwork.
Congratulations on your new home, Mr. Vale.
And welcome to the Enclaves at Freeman Gardens.
Thank you. This all feels very familiar.
[Dramatic music plays]
There's no place like home.
[Down-tempo music plays]
♪♪