All American

Previously on "All American"...

Y'all called up Cameron Wilson to replace me, huh?

Hey, at least the brother's willing to rock a south crenshaw Jersey.

Oh, so, now you're gonna guard me, huh?

Why not? I already took your spot.

You ain't never gonna be me.

You think I have a chance to be great?

I don't know yet.

There you go. Keep it going.

Again.

We're gonna have to come up with a whole new playbook

since someone gave Malibu ours.

As soon as I tell my dad what you did, you're off this team.

You serious right now?

Probably best you go stay with your mother for a while.

No use you being here if you're off the team.

On your marks.

Get set.

You ready for the combine?

- My man. - Good to see you.

- Good to see you, too. - You been well?

Yeah, yeah.

Jordan, Spencer. Come here, boys. Come here right quick.

I'd like to introduce you to a good friend of mine... Damon king.

We go way back,

back to when I used to beat his ass in the NFL.

Oh!

Oh, your memory always been that bad?

It's coach king now, fellas.

Wideouts, Angeles Southern University.

Jordan Baker. Nice to meet you, sir.

Jordan. That's right.

Man, the last time I saw you,

I'm pretty sure you was in diapers.

Your dad said you got a rocket for an arm, huh?

Excited to show it off, sir.

I've always wanted to play for the wolves.

Hmm.

And this right here, Spencer James.

Yes, sir. Oh, yeah.

We know who you are.

Beverly's finest. Man.

Crenshaw's own, actually.

Well, you lucky you moved to Beverly.

Otherwise, you might have missed

the first two combines, young man.

Don't sleep on crenshaw.

We may not have these fancy facilities,

but a lot of dudes there can play.

Ok. I will keep that in mind.

So, you ever considered

Angeles Southern for college ball?

Y'all got one of the best football programs in L.A.

And it's close to home.

And I send at least two guys

to the league every single year.

Ok, easy, easy.

The combine hasn't even started yet.

You're already in the picture.

You know the game.

All right. Spencer's gonna wait

for the recruitment process to play out

before he makes any commitments.

Listen, don't wait too long.

I only got a couple of guys

graduating at receiver.

So, you talking, like,

what, a couple scholarships?

Nah. Talking one.

Oh, wow. Heh.

Right. Well, I appreciate the love,

but, like coach said, I'm keeping my options open.

Nice to meet you.

I'm thinking I should be your agent.

You know, since you're about to blow up.

What you talking about?

I don't know. Just these?

Somebody's gotta help you field

all these college recruiters

and help you make the right choice.

And we both know that

I'm the brains in the family, so...

Wait. Since when did mom

want to play college football?

Oh. Grandpa.

Are your parents home?

My dad's already at the field

setting up the combine and mom's got a conference.

Good. Good.

Uh... what... what are you doing here?

You stopped coming by to see me.

Figured I'd come see why.

Well, you know, I've just been busy

training for the playoffs and the combine.

You call

what your daddy does training?

Thought you wanted my help.

I thought about it, and I'm good,

at least on the training.

But I'm still down to hang out,

as long as you don't try to use me

as an atm again.

Hmm. Heh! You know what?

How about breakfast on me? Hmm?

I can't today. I gotta get to the combine.

What for? You ain't ready no how.

Um, I mean, I was good enough

for the college recruiters to invite me.

You should never be satisfied

with being good enough.

And just for the record,

you got invited 'cause you're Billy Baker's boy.

Well, not everything is about my dad.

Let me ask you something.

When was the last time you were

really challenged on the field?

You, personally?

You're about to go up against competition

that's a whole lot more talented

and prepared than you are.

You'll see.

Or... maybe you'll see

whenever I prove you wrong.

When you said we were

co-hosting the combine,

I didn't think you literally meant "we."

Ha ha! Look, I appreciate

you giving us a hand.

It's a big day.

Spencer, your brother.

Asher. But I thought he was off the team.

Oh, he is. He is.

Scouts control the invitations, not me.

He didn't rsvp. Did you follow up?

I mean, this is a big deal for him. He needs this.

If he wanted to be here,

he would've rsvp'd like everybody else.

All right?

Hey. Ahem.

Hey.

Olivia. What are you, uh...

What are you doing here?

I think the question is

what are you doing here?

Have you been sleeping in your car?

Yeah.

I got into it with my dad,

and he put me out.

Things didn't go over well with my mom

in Malibu, either, so...

I'm sorry, Asher.

Ok, but your plan can't be

to drink your problems away

and sleep in your car.

Don't tell anyone about the car thing.

My life is already pathetic enough as is.

Ok. On two conditions.

One... put this on.

It's your combine Jersey.

The combine? That's today?

Yes, Asher, it's today.

You're already off the football team.

I mean, this might be your last chance

at a scholarship.

Do you even care about your future?

Of course.

Look, I just assumed with me being off the team,

I'd be uninvited.

Well, you're not.

What's the second condition?

You take a shower, like... now.

It's, like, really bad, dude.

When were you gonna tell me about night school?

I was here all summer

and didn't even know you signed up.

Oh, baby, it's no big deal.

I was trying to finish my b.A., but...

Yeah, and you dropped out.

Was it because I moved to Beverly?

College isn't that far away for you.

It was past time I started saving

for your college fund...

Yours and Dillon's.

That's what my extra money

should've been going to.

I'm already so close

to getting a scholarship,

so close to doing what I said I would

when I moved to Beverly.

You seen the letters?

You don't have to worry about

saving for my tuition no more, all right?

You can go to school.

I don't want you betting everything on football.

You're too gifted for that.

What if you get injured and football goes away?

So does your scholarships.

Look, mom...

Your job is making something special

out of everything that I could give you,