Fruitvale Station

What's your resolution?

- I'm going to cut carbs.

- Aren't you Mexican?

You can't eat nothin' Grandma makes.

It only takes 30 days to form a habit

and then it becomes second nature.

- Who says that?

- Oprah.

OK. Oprah cool now?

What's yours?

I want to quit selling trees.

- Why are we still here?

- I don't know...

Look at that man

taking pictures and sh*t.

Sit down! Shut the f*** up!

- Hey!

- Hey, come on, man!

Come on, now!

Protect and serve!

Protect and serve!

- Come on, man.

- Come on now, y'all!

- Really?

- B*tch-ass n*gger, huh?

B*tch-ass n*gger, aren't ya?

Hey, that's hella f***ed up!

That's f***ed up!

Let him go! What the f***?

Hold up, hold up.

F***, Sophina.I've been holding, how long?

I don't know.

Every time you touch me,

all I can think about is

how you was touching that b*tch.

I'll never hear the end of that sh*t.

You know what?

You're right. Go.

What I gotta do? Hm?

F***ed with her that one time.

Nah. You got caught... one time.

Are you gonna sit here and tell me

that was the first time

you kicked it with that b*tch?

You ain't never

seen her before that, huh?

That sh*t's over with.

All I want is you... and T.

Forever.

What you mean, forever?

Let me show you.

Daddy?

- Go help.

- Mm-mm. She's asking for you.

- What's up?

- I can't sleep.

It's late.

You want to sleep in here

with Mommy and Daddy?

- Mm-hm.

- Mm-hm.

T, you know better than that.

What time is it?

It's after midnight.

Mommy? Can I have

two fruit snacks today?

No, you can have

an extra apple if you want.

- But, Mommy...

- Don't argue with me, T.

It's too early.

- Oh, come on, we have to go get gas.

- We got enough to get us there.

Shh!

- Good morning, Tatiana.

- Good morning, Mrs. Stacy.

- How you doin' today, Oscar?

- I'm doing good, you?

See? Told you we'd make it.

You're gonna go home and sleep, right?

Nah, I'm gonna head up to the job.

Get some stuff for tonight.

I'd rather die

than come here on my day off.

We're gonna go to 'Frisco, right?

See the fireworks?

Yeah. We'll do that.

- Cool.

- Cool.

All right, let me get in here.

Mm... The back

of your neck is all salty.

- Are you gonna say bye?

- Bye.

Love you, too!

Hello?

Last shot, rght here. You sure

you want to work on your brthday?

I'm gonna come get you.

Let's go celebrate.

Well, as tempting as that sounds,

this place would be a mess

without me today.

OK. You still want me to pick up

a couple crabs for later, right?

Yes, and could you pck up

a couple of...

Are you driving?

- Yeah.

- Are you wearing your earpiece?

- Yeah.

- Don't lie to me.

All right, hold on.

- Hello?

- Is it on now?

Yeah.

OK. Yeah. Get me a couple of packets

of dried shrimp.

Stop by on your way

and l'll gve you the money.

Don't worry about that.

All right, then,

I'll pay you back tonight.

Come on, Ma. Don't trip.

You ain't payin' for nothin'

on your birthday.

OK, I need to run on in here, baby.

- I'll see you later tonight?

- Yeah.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

Thank you.

- Osc, what's good boy?

- What's good with you, bruh?

- Yeah, same sh*t. You looking for Emi?

- Yeah, he here?

I seen that n*gger earlier today, bruh.

I don't know where he at now.

- Oh bruh, came to get some crabs, too.

- Crab... Ah sh*t, that's right.

- It's Ma's birthday today?

- Yeah.

My bad, I forgot.

Tell her I said happy birthday.

- Why don't you come tell her yourself?

- I can't do it tonight, boy.

- I gotta bust some moves.

- You ain't bustin' sh*t.

What's good for the countdown though?

You know, 'Frisco,

fireworks, the whole sh*t.

- Feelin' me?

- Yeah, yeah.

Need help?

Uh, yeah. Can I get a pound of your...

Can you show me

what your sole looks like?

Yeah.

- Sole.

- Uh... OK.

What about your catfish? Can I see that?

- Yeah, cat.

- OK, I want to do like, a fish fry.

Are these ones good to fry?

What the f***, man. It's fish.

You can fry all of it.

Right... Just give me a second.

Yeah. What do you need for Moms, bruh?

Let me get three Dungeness Crab.

From the back, bruh.

Fat ones, too. Don't try and play me.

So, you're having a fish fry

for New Year's or something?

Uh, yeah. Something like that.

Oh, I work here.

I can help you figure it out.

It's my day off.

Um... Well, I'm cooking for a friend

tonight before we go to the city,

and he loves fried fish,

like Southern style...

- Southern. Sounds like he's black.

- Oh, no, he's white.

But he knows

a lot of black people, I guess.

Uh-huh.

I don't know what I got myself into.

- Hello?

- Grandma?

Oscar, how you doin', baby?

- I'm at work and I got this...

- You're at work?

- Yeah, Grandma.

- Bye.

No, no, no, Grandma.

It's my day off, all right?

- I'm shopping for the party tonight.

- Oh, l'm sorry, baby.

I thought you were playing on the phone.

Oh no, Grandma.

But I do have this customer here.

She wants to have a fish fry,

but she don't know how.

You think you can tell her

everything she needs to know?

Oh, no problem, baby.

What kind of fish does she want to fry?

Grandma, she don't know.

She don't know what kind

of fish she wants to fry?

Nah, Grandma, nah.

Put her on the phone.

- What's her name?

- Grandma Bonnie.

Hi, Grandma Bonnie.

There's Emi's right there, bruh.

... Katie. It's nice to meet you.

- Hey, good morning, Emi.

- Oscar. What's going on?

Trying to pick up some stuff

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