- You not coming for me. - You can't hold me.
- No, no, no! No! - I'm coming.
I'm coming for you! I... That's game!
It don't matter that you in the league now.
- You can still get your ass skunked. - Man. Whatever, fool. Run it back.
Aight. Let's go. Let's go.
Police, open up.
You gotta stall 'em, aight?
Open up!
What the fuck, Doe?
Freeze.
You are Ricky.
Just signed your pro contract, played your first game.
Life is good.
Until you went home to hang with a high school buddy,
and now Five-0 is at the door.
What do you do?
Well, I hope they're on the first floor, because I'm jumping out that window.
You think it's a joke?
Think it can't happen to you?
Ryan Leaf. Reggie Rogers. Lawrence Phillips. Rae Carruth.
They didn't think so either.
You have everything to lose.
Be a rookie, not a mistake.
Thank you, Zac.
Gentlemen,
for the past few days,
we've given you tools to succeed physically, socially, financially.
You are now a professional football player,
and we expect you to act like one.
Now, as you head off today to your new homes and your new teams,
remember you represent more than yourself.
You represent a 90-year history of integrity and excellence.
And the single most important institution in American life today.
Protect the shield.
♪ Get the south dick up out your mouth What you talkin' 'bout
♪ See we know everything that you about So try another route ♪
♪ Paperboy, you can't destroy What we done built... ♪
Aaron.
Sup, bro?
- Hey. - I'm Rob.
They call me Gronk.
Uh, call me Aaron.
Nice.
Hey, you meet Coach yet?
Nah, not yet.
That dude is fucking scary, bro.
Come on, guys. Let's go.
Holy shit. That's Tom Brady.
Bro, no shit.
Let's go, baby.
Let's go. Get hyped, baby!
Cool!
♪ This ain't a song For the brokenhearted ♪
♪ No silent prayer For the faith-departed ♪
♪ It's my life It's now or never ♪
♪ I ain't gonna live forever ♪
♪ I just wanna live while I'm alive ♪
♪ It's my life ♪
Here we go. "Work" on three. "Work" on three. One, two, three.
Work!
Do your jobs. Do 'em well.
Some new toys.
Let's see what we got.
All right. Tight ends, get ready.
Hut!
85's got a motor.
Better athlete than most tight ends.
- All right. - Hut!
See, see.
- See if he can block. - Set!
We might be able to use him in a few different ways.
Let's get him in a space, see if we can make people miss.
- Yes. Yeah. - That's how we do.
Way to go, Aaron. Way to go, Aaron.
You see me out there, dude?
I'm telling you, Brady and I got that chemistry, bro.
- You know, the way I work my-- - Rook!
My pads are still on the field.
Oh, shit.
I'm sorry, man. I totally forgot.
Rookies get the pads. They don't come in by themselves.
Come on.
What, are you serious? I'm--
Let's go. Now.
Fine.
What's going on? What's going on?
- Hey, hey. - What's up, dawg?
You know how it is.
Rookies get pads.
Rules are rules, right?
You know, Coach Meyer said I need to stay on you.
He said the second that I let you out of my sight, you're trouble.
But, uh, I'm not gonna do that.
That's not my job.
This is a man's team.
Be a man.
♪ Work ♪
♪ Tables turnin' to a situation ♪
♪ Now you standin' in my face And you been patiently waitin' ♪
♪ Fumblin' over words... ♪
Hey, what are you doing later on tonight?
Hernandez!
You coming?
- Go rescue that motherfucker, man. - Yeah, I got it.
- Come on, Rook. We gotta go. - Yeah.
I'll let you know.
♪ No turnin' back... ♪
What was that about?
He wants me to fuck his girl.
Shit. Why you still standing here?
He wanna watch.
Yeah, man.
Welcome to the pros.
Man, well, I don't know--
I don't know if I'm into that.
- Oh-- Oh, you want him to fuck you? - So she can watch.
That's crazy.
Nah, man. Nah, nah.
Listen, I'm just trying to stay out of trouble.
Like, Coach already hates me as it is.
Ain't you, bro.
Two years I said good morning every day before he finally said something back.
You're like a new toy to him.
As soon as he figures out how to use you, you'll be good.
But there is the Patriot Way.
Fit the mold or you won't make it here.
You just do your job and win.
All he means is don't go running on the field with your dick out.
♪ You gotta get it all the way in I wanna see you work ♪
Make sure Mom eats breakfast. I'll see you tonight.
Okay.
Hey.
You lost?
Nah, I remember where you live.
- Hasn't been that long. - Mmm.
You look good. Where are you going?
- Work. - Work? Where's work?
The T-Mobile store off of Route 6.
Just till I get a few things paid off.
Hey, that's cool.
Yeah, just as cool as the NFL.
All right.
I thought you was gonna get drafted someplace else.
I thought so too, but, uh, home team came calling first.
It's a good story, don't you think?
We'll see.
Hey, so, uh,
I got this party I'm going to.
I thought you could come.
I feel like you could invite a lot of pretty girls to some party--
No. So,
it's, like, this grown-up thing, and the owner's gonna be there.
And you're, like, you know.
- Oh, great. Yeah. - No. You know what I'm saying?
You're, you know-- You're cool and you're smart and all that.
- Mm-hmm. - And the team, they expect me to be...
- You know? - You can't bring some floozy.
Okay, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I mean, come on. We used to have fun, didn't we?
You know we did.
Come on. What do you say?
Oh, damn.
Hey. What's up, mama?
Stop. Stop.
You know, I took art appreciation at UF, actually.
- So... - Yeah.
I know what you appreciate about her.
Those curtains.
And that is Carrara marble.
Carr-- Man, I didn't know you knew about that stuff.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, my God. Look, it's Gisele.
- Oh. - Look.
They look good.
We look good.
- There he is. Hey. - Oh, hey.
- What's going on? - Welcome.
Uh, Shayanna, this is, uh, Mr. and Mrs. Kraft.
Robert and Myra, please.
- Nice to meet you. - Welcome, welcome.
Nice to meet you.
Aaron was the steal of our draft this year.
And get this, he's from New England.
Bristol.
Yeah, we've got a factory down there.
Lot of people that work for us.
Good, hardworking folk.
And how long have you two been...
- Oh, we're not-- - High school.
Robert and I were high school sweethearts.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah. Yeah.
Hold on to her, Aaron,
because behind every great man is a better woman.
- Make yourselves at home, okay? - Thank you. Good to see you.
- Bye. Nice to meet you. - Have fun. See you later.
Lots of hardworking folk.
- Oh, my... Come on. - What?
Psst.
85, hey.
Y-Yeah. I'm gonna let you handle this one.
Um, I'm gonna go count how many bathrooms they got.
All right.
Hey. What's up, Coach?
I've been watching you.
Sorry?
Can't figure out what you are.
Tight end or receiver.
Uh.
Well, you drafted me as a tight end, Coach.
I know, I know.
Sit down.
Oh, Bavaro is a tight end.
Gronk is a tight end.
But you're...
You're so...
You know the history of the spread formation?
Uh, no.
Started with a double wing at TCU in the '50s,
but came of age at Granada Hills High, 1970.
They ran basketball on grass.
One-back spread.
QB in the gun, sometimes five wide.
It's become mostly a run-and-shoot, but still...
Mmm.
It's a thing of beauty.
Done right, you can make every pass look like a run and every run look like a pass.
The thing about the spread is you can literally hide in it.
I can hide you in it.
Huh.
Defense won't know where the hell to find you.
That's pretty...
Huh.
Okay. That gives me an idea.
Who says a tight end just has to be one way?
You're here with Aaron.
Uh, yes.
Congratulations.
He's a prize.
How'd you bag him?
Oh, I...
I've known him forever.
Since we were kids.
Hmm. Good to get them early.
Travis and I met in eighth grade.
Oh, wow.
- Hey, there you are. - Hey.
Hi, Aaron.
- Who was that? - My new friend.
People like me.
Hey, um...
- You wanna get out of here? - Oh, my God.
- Yes. Please. Let's go. - Yeah, okay. Let's go.
Mmm.
- This is good, right? - Why do rich people eat small food?
I don't know.
I think sometimes they eat big food,
but maybe they just don't give it out to everybody else.
Mmm.
Right.
Mmm.
Thanks for coming tonight.
I made you look good enough?
Yeah, yeah.
You were perfect.
Perfect.
I still...
don't know how to be around the team.
Why can't you just be yourself?
They don't want that.
You know, they just want me to play ball.
What would your dad say about you being a New England Patriot?
Do you think about him a lot?
Mmm.
But you don't like to talk about it?
Nah.
Well,
you can try.
With me.
I know.
What about your dad?
Got out of prison.
Disappeared, kinda.
I don't know.
- Sorry. - Don't be.
Don't be. I gave that man enough chances.
Ugh. I wanna get out of Bristol.
Make my own way.
You know what I mean?
Maybe we could try that.
Together.
Yeah.
Welcome to a beautiful fall afternoon in Foxborough.
Oh, look at this. The Patriots are using two tight ends.
Brady drops, steps up in the pocket, fires.
Caught by the rookie, Aaron Hernandez.
Inside the 30, he slashes to the right.
Oh, he's still on his feet.
- Finally dragged down at the 13-yard line. - Let's go, baby! Come on!
- A 45-yard gain for Aaron Hernandez. - That's what I'm saying! Yeah!
His first NFL catch.
Brady. Over the middle.
And it's caught by Aaron Hernandez!
What a grab.
Hernandez splits the defenders. And he's got it.
The kid is a weapon and Belichick knows it.
Sideline. Makes the catch. Great job keeping his feet in.
That's his sixth catch of the day.
Hernandez. Into the secondary.
Look at that stiff arm. The power.
Back in the end zone.
Caught.
Touchdown.
The youngest player in the league is a star in the making.
85, what was that?
Touchdown, baby.
No, after.
I was making it rain.
Making it rain.
You're welcome.
Don't worry about that, man. Keep making plays.
Hey.
Hey, yo. What's up?
How y'all doing?
Hey, hey.
- Hey. - Aaron.
- Hey, Aaron, can you sign my jersey? - Yeah, sure.
- Can you sign mine too? - Yeah, of course.
- Awesome! - Thank you.
Yeah, no problem, guys.
- That's cool. - Yes.
- Hey, Aaron. - Oh, Mr. Kaplan, what's up?
- How you doing, man? - I'm good.
High school needs a new weight room.
It's 50 grand all in, and we'll name it after you.
Hey, that sounds pretty cool. Sounds good.
- Aaron. Aaron. - What's up, Deej?
This is Noel and Rochelle.
Hi.
I used to be his quarterback in high school.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Give him a second to breathe, will you?
This is crazy.
Yeah. I didn't think it would be a whole thing.
I just said I wanted to throw a little party, and word got around.
The whole neighborhood's come out.
God, you are the biggest thing to happen to this town in a long time.
I mean, look at your old man.
He was the king of Bristol, but it was nothing like this.
Jeff, no!
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
You get her the fuck outta here.
- Or I will. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
She has some nerve showing up here.
Hey.
Ah, there's my baby.
Ma, what are you doing here?
I'm having a drink.
What does it look like?
Hey, don't-- don't start shit.
I'm at a party for my son.
She's not gonna throw a party to celebrate my boy and not invite me.
- Why don't you get your own fucking son? - Hey, hey, hey.
- Okay. You gotta go home. - No.
I'm sick of getting treated like I don't matter.
I can't even get tickets to the goddamn game.
Do you know how embarrassing that is for me?
- Let's get you outta here. - Why don't you let her be?
- Why don't you fuck off? - Relax, man.
- Get your fucking hand off me. - Hey.
- Take it easy, man. Come on. - Aaron.
- Everybody take it easy. - Look at me.
Look around you.
You can't.
Everybody is watching you.
Let's go. Let's go.
She's a fucking embarrassment.
Pfft. She's always been like that.
Hey, Meathead's lucky you didn't fuck him up.
I should have, man. I don't need this shit.
I don't need this shit, man. I got enough shit to deal with.
You gonna play cards or keep complaining about your mama?
What did you say?
I said I can't think over here with you rambling on and on.
Who the fuck is this guy?
- Hey, it's all good. - Get your hands off me.
No, I don't need this shit. I ought to beat your ass right now.
- Sit down. Aaron, sit down. - Chill, chill, chill.
Sherrod, it's all good, bro.
Don't trip.
Yeah, you're right. It's cool.
I gotta roll anyway.
600 for the weed.
Yeah.
Get you boys next time.
Sherrod?
-"The Shooter"? - Yeah.
Damn, bro. What the fuck?
Yo.
Yo, Sherrod. Hey, listen. Um.
I wasn't trying to, like, show you up or nothing.
I just, uh--
It's been a night.
Nah, it's cool.
I'm not looking for trouble unless you are.
- You looking for trouble? - Nah, man. Nah.
- Yeah, me neither, fam. - Yeah, I heard a lot about you.
Oh, yeah? Yeah, you too.
Congrats on going big time.
It's a big ass deal. Especially coming from around here.
Thanks.
Here.
Call it a peace offering.
You ever need anything, holla at your boy.
- I will. Thank you. - Yeah.
And bro...
you wanna fuck a brother up, just do it.
Ain't nobody in charge of you.
Looking good. All right. Just a few more here, guys.
Good, good. Beautiful.
Hey, Aaron. Look mean.
You are in the NFL, baby.
Perfect. Let me see that game day, tough guy stare.
Yes. Yes.
Uh, can we get makeup, please?
Powder him up. Get the lipstick on him.
Beautiful, baby. Just a few more, guys.
- You're late. - There was a photo shoot that ran late.
- And the-- - Yeah, that sounds like fun.
You see this?
Today's Globe.
"'I'm not worried about them. They should be worried about me,'
Hernandez said..."
"...with a smile."
We don't hand out quotes that they can put on a fucking bulletin board.
You got that?
Don't ever give the other team anything that they can use against us.
I was--
- I was just being me, Coa-- - Don't be.
That shit's getting real old.
- Hey. What's up, man? - Yo, yo. Come on in.
- Give me a second. - Yeah.
Excuse the mess, my man.
Nah.
Damn, man. You rolling in it.
Pfft. Ain't no NFL bread, but I do all right for myself.
Nah, man, it's a rookie contract.
People think 'cause I'm in the league that means I'm rolling in it,
but it ain't like that.
You ever need some extra cash flow, just float me, like, 10K.
I'll make that shit make babies quick.
Oh, word? Sick.
All right. I'll think about it.
This motherfucker.
What's up? You all right?
Yeah.
Let me get you set.
- Have a seat. - All right.
One zip or two?
Uh, two.
Sounds like they running you hard.
Well, playing ball is the easy part. It's all the other stuff.
What other stuff?
Man,
it's like they wanna own you.
You know, even on the road, they got bed checks for grown-ass men.
That sounds like C-block.
- C-block? - Yeah, man.
Go where they tell you,
do what they say.
Up with the sun, into to the yard, in the shop.
The little bits of freedom you do get,
they keep you down by threatening to take it all away.
That's how they control you.
Yeah, you're right.
You're right.
I mean, you know, cause I'm pro, you'd think,
"Oh, you can do whatever you want," but, like, man, I got no power.
Nah.
Ain't no difference between the warden and the owner of that team.
White dudes overseeing a whole bunch of Black folk.
You get in a fight, they throw you in the hole.
They don't like you...
...they snap their fingers and take everything away.
You only think you free.
I'm gonna roll out with you. Hold up.
Damn. Where are you going with that?
Ain't nothing in life free.
Niggas gotta pay what they owe.
Well, shit, you want me to come with you?
Nah, NFL.
You don't need that shit.
But you do need to start putting your foot down.
That team don't own you.
And it's up to you to let 'em know that.
All right, let's go.
Empty alert to 34 seal.
On one, on one. Ready.
Aaron, motion.
319. Set.
Put in a new package of plays with 85 in the backfield.
Hernandez? A running back?
Do it. Trust me.
All right, 12, we're going King's Winger.
F fly, 32 Boulder.
All right, here we go.
King's Winger. F fly, 32 Boulder. On one, on one.
- Ready? - You're a running back.
Guess so.
Patriots line up at the 35 on third and sixth.
They've got Hernandez lined up in the backfield.
Eighteen.
Eighteen. Set!
They hand off to Hernandez.
Spins out of a tackle, but he's buried at the line of scrimmage
and thrown down for a loss.
No, no. The guards never climbed in that combo.
All right. Kick in.
No fucking way.
No way.
Hey.
- You didn't tell me you were in town, bro. - I'm in town to see my folks.
- Figured I'd come see you play. - You were at the game?
You should've told me. I would've got you tickets.
- No, I didn't wanna bother you. - It's all good.
- Don't worry about it. - Anytime.
- I'll hook you up. - Hey, Aaron!
We're Georgia fans.
- Oh, hey. Hey. A lot of dogs in the house. - Do you mind if we get a picture?
- Come on, man. You're a legend. - All right.
Thank you, man.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
Oh, what?
- You wanna go find a seat at the back? - Yeah, yeah.
You're just so famous now.
It's crazy. It's crazy, you know?
Kinda gotta be careful of, like, everybody coming up on you.
Man, it's good to see you, dawg.
You too. It's been too long.
Yeah, you still working for Murph?
For now. Um.
My girl's got an interview in Seattle, so we're thinking about heading up there.
- Your girl? - Yeah, Sasha.
Huh.
I got a girl too.
I know. I've seen photos of you two everywhere.
She's beautiful.
Oh, you been keeping track of me?
Think you know the answer to that.
Uh. We should get a drink, right? Maybe shots.
What's she like?
Oh, Shayanna?
Uh. [stammers] Yeah, she's cool. You know, she's, uh--
- She just moved in with me. You know. - Hmm.
Do you love her?
I opened the car door,
this motherfucker was hiding a whole-ass phone behind the steering wheel
like a damn drug dealer.
All over some side pussy.
No.
Uh-uh.
That is why you gotta get a ring on that finger.
It's not their fault that women throw themselves at them.
Don't listen to them.
Just honest.
We chose big dicks and big houses.
For that, I just got to check his ass every now and then.
Only rule I live by: Sex whenever he wants.
- Hear, hear. - Yes.
If you say no, someone else is saying yes.
- Mmm. - Mm-mmm.
Aaron and I don't have that problem.
We're good.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
'Cause you know what he is?
He is hot.
Probably got groupies under the bed, child.
No, no.
No groupies under the bed, no side pieces.
Aaron's not like that.
My man is different.
Shay?
Shay. Hey, I'm so sorry.
I passed out at Sherrod's last night.
Okay.
I'm serious, for real. You can call him.
I'm not gonna call him, Aaron.
If you are gonna mess with other girls, then just tell me the truth
because it is better than people talking behind my back.
No. There is no other women.
None.
None, I swear.
I'm serious. I swear.
Shay, we-- Come on.
Nobody.
Yeah.
Shay, come on.
Ready?
Ready, set.
Again.
Ready.
Ready, set.
It's like the D knows where I'm going.
- They do. I told 'em. - The fuck?
You're not trying hard enough, Aaron.
I need you to drive through the line.
I'm getting my fucking head beat in here.
- I'm not a fucking running back. - I'll tell you what you are.
Get a drink, and then we're gonna do it again.
And then we're gonna do it again and again and again and again.
Aaron, you have a phone call. It's urgent.
Hernandez?
What the fuck happened?
- Nothing. It was an accident. - DJ, What happened?
- Jeff came at her with a kitchen knife. - That's not what happened.
Let me see.
It's just a--
I said I want to see it now.
Fine.
That motherfucker! Where is he? I'm gonna fucking kill him.
Aaron, wait.
That motherfucker deserves it. You see that?
You can't go over there and kick his ass. It's not worth it.
All right? Look at her. She's fine, okay?
It's her life.
Let it be.
DJ.
I'm so glad you're here.
It's been so long since we've been alone together.
Lucky you live so close.
Yeah, right.
How's Shayanna?
She's fine.
Don't marry her, Aaron.
For fuck's sake, Ma.
I didn't know who I was when I got married.
Why you gotta say shit like that?
Because you're 21 years old.
I know everyone sees a football star, a grown man, but you're just a baby.
You don't know who you are.
- I know who I am. - You don't know anything.
Man, I know who I am.
I know who I am. I'm a fucking pussy.
Letting that piece of shit walk away.
My dad would roll over in his grave, yo.
Want me to take care of him?
What you mean?
That's him.
Stay here.
Nah. Wait.
Let me do it.
All right.
I got your back.
Aaron--
Shut the fuck up! Take it like a man.
No, no, no.
Easy.
You touch her again, I'll fucking kill you.
There he is.
Patriots are on the move. First in 10 at midfield.
And watch out, they've got Hernandez lined up in the backfield.
We've seen this play before
- and it hasn't worked yet. - 120 set!
Hernandez bursting through the line.
He's deep in the Broncos' territory.
Hit hard. And he's down on the turf.
Hey. Come on. Get up.
Aaron, let's go.
Come on. Let's go.
And he looks to be okay after a huge run.
- Hey. What'd I tell you, huh? - A 43-yard game.
You did it. I told you.
Nice ball.
Hey. There's our boy.
- Hey, hey. - Proud of you, bro.
- Hey, T. Thank you, thank you. - You're so great out there. Big win.
- Proud of you. - Hey, what's up, bro?
All right.
- You the man, boy. - Oh, man, whatever.
- Thanks for the tickets, man. - Hey, anything for you, bro.
- Anything for you. For real. - Aaron?
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
That hit was hard, Aaron.
Oh, yeah. It's all right. It's no big deal.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
- It was a good win though, right? - Yeah. Yeah, it was a great win.
- I'll see you at home? - Yeah.
All right.