All language subtitles for The Chi 2x05 - Feeling the Heat (English)

Previously on The Chi...

I would be hurt and angry, too,

if my brother's killer went free.

But you are not gonna have bad luck
for the rest of your life, Brandon.

People call him Reg. He's a street
leader of the 63rd Street Mob.

He doesn't strike me as a boss, though.

Gang founder's doing double life
for a body he dropped in '89.

Figured it's time we came face-to-face.

Detective Toussaint. Nice to meet you.

You, little big man,
get the fuck over here.

She had jewelry, clothes, money.

I'm gonna do you a favor and
let you go home with your mother.

So that mean Big Mike getting out?

Look, I know we haven't
seen each other since...

I don't want you to feel
uncomfortable around me.

And how exactly should I
feel around you, Ronnie?

That boy you killed was 16 years old.

Not that much younger than my son.

Our son has been
staying out at my house.

I'ma need you to slide me back

what I've been sliding
you all these years.

I ain't giving you shit.

Come by when you're ready
to lay that burden down.

Doors is always open.

For that sweet boy that you murdered...

I'd like us all to take a moment

and thank Mr. Otis
Perry of Perry's Pizza

for sponsoring picture day.

Daddy had a heart attack.

He's dead.

I know, I know. It's a damn shame.

Please, come back soon.

- Damn.
- Yo.

What the hell are you doing?

You black folks sure make it hard
to support your businesses.

"When you want
tacos but they closed."

What the fuck?

You know how many
hungry customers we lost

while you got me waiting
in this crazy-ass heat?

Twenty-four, and that's over $200 gone.

- We?
- Yeah.

We in this shit together now.

What was you doing in there, anyway?

I was getting my tags straight. What...

I got you a large.

And I know what you thinking.

But this ain't pink,
okay? I-it's salmon,

like our barbecue salmon tacos.

Man, you got about two seconds
to tell me what you want

before I drive off and
run your bright ass over.

Okay, well, then look,
look, look, real talk.

I think we should be partners.

You know, a partnership
sounds a lot like...

you're looking for a real paycheck

when I barely get one.

And that's because you're
leaving money on the table.

Twenty-five.

I've already built you an Instagram,
Twitter, and Snapchat.

I've got a Foursquare page for the truck

and linked it to event
sites in the city,

so we get alerts when
something pops off.

You already got 80 followers.

Let me see this shit.

How much you pull in today?

After I gas up, maybe...
175 on a good day.

- Why?
- Okay,

what if I was able to double that
and we can go half on all the sales?

Oh, shit, look.

Tuley Park is trending right now.

City relays going on
for the next three days.

That's a lot of ashy-ass beautiful
black people working up a appetite.

Hey.

You want me to cut your hair?

No. I'm good.

It's gonna be hot out today.
Make sure you wear...

Wear a T-shirt.

I know, Mom.

I don't want you to feel bad, Kevin.

It's not your fault your relationship
with your dad wasn't...

My God, you look just like him.

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Damn, Kev, this shit is worse
than when T'Challa's pops died.

I mean... sorry for your loss, Kev.

Yeah, Kev. Sorry.

Stanley, boy, don't make
me beat the black off you

right here in front of your friends.

Now, you boys come on.
Stop diddly-daddling around.

We'll see you inside.

After what you did to my brother,

you got the nerve to bring
your bitch to his funeral?

Don't start that shit,
Barbara, not today.

The kids are here.

That's right. They're his kids too.

And they need to know the truth.

He died the day you left him.

Come on. Let's go inside.

Let's go.

Aunt Barbara.

Oh, it's okay, baby.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Hey!

Hey, you!

- Hi.
- What are you doing?

I've been taking care of Miss Ethel's
yard while she's in the hospital.

- Who are you?
- I'm her grandson.

Who asked you to do this? Jada?

Brother Rafiq sent me.
From the community center.

I just wanted to come out here early.

It's gonna be hot today.

Yeah, I saw the weather report.

- Do you want me to stop?
- No.

Thanks for doing this.

Uh... I'll get you some water.

Cool. Appreciate it.

You can put something in
the casket if you want to.

Hmm?

Oh, oh, it's okay, baby.

Oh, it's okay.

Oh, your Aunt Barbara got you, baby.

I got you.

It's okay.

I got you.

I got you, baby.

This is a taco truck,
not an ice cream truck.

What we need popsicles for?

Who would you rather be on
the hottest day of the year,

the ice cream man or the
brother selling tacos?

Exactly.

See, now you got a partner,
so you ain't gotta choose.

Well, you better know what
the fuck you talking about,

because Tuley Park is off my route.

Wait, you ain't following me back yet?

- Following you back where?
- On Twitter.

Man, I'm trying to run a business here.

I ain't got time to be fucking
around on social media.

So Diddy got time for social
media and you don't?

See? Don't take but two seconds.

Damn, who this?

Man, that's one of my baby mamas.

One of? Shit, how many you got?

Three.

You know you can pull out, right?

Easier said than done.

Wait, is that supposed to be leaking?

Fuck!

This punk-ass freezer must
have been out all night.

All the meat is spoiled.

Why shit in here don't ever work right?

No worries. I got a repair
guy on the West Side.

West Side? We ain't got time for that.

Can you fix a fucking freezer, dude?

All right, this what we can do.

We can just pack the
freezer with a lot of ice

and then go buy some more meat.

With what money?

We only got barely $50 in the register.

And you know black people
eat a lot of chicken.

So how'd it go?

They got other interviews
and statements to take,

but they're done with me for now.

Been there.

It's a pain in the ass.

It's not my first rodeo.

Hazards of the job, I guess.

Hey.

Up for a field trip?

Might be just the thing
to lift your spirits.

Yeah, why not?

I could use some action.

Incoming.

I know you feel like you have
carte blanche around here,

but how about a little
professional courtesy

and tell me what you're
running in my backyard?

I was just
about to come find you.

Got a warrant on the
Ethel Davis home invasion.

Knock and announce?

Your backyard's about
to get a little noisy.

I don't give a fuck if you
got sent into this district

by command or Jesus Christ Himself.

If you're gonna play in my yard,
then you gotta play by my rules.

Number one...

with a knock and announce warrant,

you actually gotta knock and announce.

We have a community
relations problem as it is around here.

Follow protocol.

Number two, keep it aboveboard.

That means everyone keeps their hands
off the product and the suspects.

And number three, follow
numbers one and two.

Which one of them has Reggie's ear?

I know about that renegade

Black Site shit you guys
run on the West Side.

This one.

We'll try and remember
not to play so rough.

Try... real hard.

Take everything.

Let's go.

Tell Reg he
brought this on himself,

sending a little boy to
handle grown folks' business.

When he's ready to tell me who beat

the shit out of the old lady and why...

tell him to give me a call.

Girl, this is nice.

And you're telling me Emmett
doesn't live here with you?

- You really cut the cord?
- Had to.

He was wearing me out like
there was no tomorrow, Val.

Kids'll do it every time.

As soon as I got rid of
mine, I finally got a life.

And some dick.

In fact, we should do dinner.
I want you to meet my new man.

Omar.

Girl, he got good credit and
a 401K. He could be the one.

And I need to see if he sets off
your world-famous bullshit detector.

I'd love to.

Why don't you bring somebody?

We could double up, make a night of it.

Right.

I'll have to think of something.

Or don't. No pressure.

It's okay.

I'm used to being the third wheel.

Well, I better get going.

Thanks for bringing my
package all the way over here.

I know you're busy.

Not a problem.

Now I can go and tell
your old nosy neighbors

that you out here living
your life like it's golden.

Thanks, Val.

Mm.

Damn, dog, what's all this?

You used to work at a
Footlocker or something?

This is an ATM.

Some little Justin Bieber-ass
motherfucker's gonna swipe

his daddy's Amex card the
second I put them up for resale.

This gonna buy us all the meat we need.

How many gym shoes you think you got?

Gym shoes? These are sneakers.

Sneakers?

Where the fuck you sneaking to?

The gym.

No, gym shoes are them ugly-ass shits

they used to wear back
in the '70s, all right?

Sneakers are works of art,
which is why you can sell them

for more than what you bought them for.

You can't give those away.

My girl bought these
for me for Christmas.

That don't mean you gotta wear them.

I see why you got women troubles.

Is there a problem?

I thought I was ready, but
I don't know about this, bro.

Well, what about those?

Oh, you really done lost your mind.

I waited in line overnight
in January for these.

Like, I-I would never give these up.

They don't even look worn.

Yeah, 'cause I doubled up.

One to rock, one to stock.

Something is really wrong with you.

All right, what about these?

Fine-ass Trina Towns took
one look at me in these

and let me do some of the
wildest shit I've ever done.

Man, make a fucking decision.

We gotta get some food to sell.

What you think these worth?

Touch my ones again and we fight.

I thought you were by the book,

all about protocol.

That was a fucking kid out there.

You got a problem with
the way I do my job?

That's not your job.

That's excessive use of force.

What do you care if I get
rough with some gangbanger

that would put a hot one
in the back of your head

without a second thought?

I'm not gonna be part of
your Training Day bullshit.

I don't get you.

You got a bleeding heart
for black men in the hood,

but then you'll take the bogus
confession of another black man

and put him in prison.

None of this is personal, Detective,
but it seems personal to you.

Why is that?

You're out of line, young lady.

Oh, and I guess Aunt
Barbara was out of line, too,

for telling the truth?

You didn't call him?
You didn't check on him?

Weren't y'all supposed to
be high school sweethearts?

First of all, you watch
how you're talking to me.

Second of all, it wasn't
that simple, Kiesha.

I had to move on with my life.
We weren't married anymore.

Yeah, whose fault was that?

I don't have to
explain myself to you.

You can't explain it
'cause you ain't got no explanation.

See, what you're not
gonna do is make me feel bad

for leaving a marriage
I wasn't happy in.

Everybody please just bear with us.

We're working on the air-conditioning
problem right now.

Parents, please watch
your children as they run...

You need some help?

I'm looking for Rafiq.

Are you a ghost or a angel, brother?

Man, wow. Good to see you.

The DA dropped the case.

Doesn't feel real to me, either.

You're here in the flesh.

So it's real.

And it's a blessing.

I wanted to thank you for, uh,
looking after my grandma's lawn.

Oh, that's no problem.

I know how she is about
her grass.

That was messed up,
what happened to her.

I'm sorry to hear about that.

- I wish I could have did more.
- Thank you.

Didn't realize you work here.

Yeah, we took it over a few months back.

It's hard work, but it's rewarding.

Rafiq! The AC in
the other room is out as well.

We're gonna have to move more
people to the youth center.

Look, I called the repairman ten times.

I doubt if he gonna show up today.

The whole city probably
blowing his phone up.

Will, can you get this
for me? Thank you.

Brother, you think you could
stick around for a minute?

We could use some help
moving our older visitors.

A lot of them are wheelchair bound.

Well, it's just...

Uh, speak your mind.

I'm not sure I'm welcome here.

People keep staring at me.

And I don't wanna upset anyone.

I understand.

But help them anyway.

Hmm?

Fuck.

Good, Reg?

Hell no, I ain't good.

This motherfucker done got all our shit.

Douda gonna want answers,
and I ain't got none.

- Man, we gotta buy this meat.
- I know, but...

oh, my God.

Bro, this is probably what
it feels like to hug Rihanna.

Just go on on without me, dog.

Me and RiRi just gonna
stay in the house today.

Get some Postmates. Watch some Netflix.

Why the fuck Chicago
weather only got two gears?

Either hot as fuck or
colder than a pimp's heart.

If you ever hear me
complaining about snow again,

shoot me.

We should get to the park.

You right.

The people need us.

On three?

One, two, three.

Oh, shit. Oh.

What in the hell y'all doing?

Get your nappy heads out the freezer.

Tired of y'all Negroes
coming in here mooching.

Go buy you some AC!

Oh.

Man, it's popping out here.

I told you. You gonna
learn to listen to me.

I thought they shut the pool down
after that shooting last year.

Well, they did, but the gangs
designated it as a safe zone,

so it's been nothing
but love ever since.

Bro, please tell me you're
not checking your Instagram

while we got a line of customers.

Man, we just got 100 likes
on this in the last hour.

This shit is crazy.

You do realize I had Instagram
in the eighth grade, right?

Maybe that's what's wrong with you.

Watch this.

One for the 'gram, y'all.

I was, uh...

I was wondering if you could show me

where the AC unit is in the building.

I'd like to take a look.

It's in the basement.

If you can get even a cold
puff out of that thing,

I'll give you my next grandchild.

All right.

So go straight there
and come right back.

No stops. Don't talk to nobody.

Call me the second you get back.

Okay, got it.

What's in the bag?

Just do what the fuck I tell you
to do and stop asking questions.

All right.

All right, Reg.

Let's see how hot you are.

Mm.

It's my turn to thank you.

Beatrice told me you fixed the AC.

Glad I could be of help.

I've always been good with my hands.

Well, since you're good
at fixing things, uh,

I might have another job
for you, if you're interested.

Whatever you need, man.

Good. Well, come back
after the center closes.

I want you to check the water
pressure in the kitchen. It's weak.

Probably old galvanized pipes.

- I'd be happy to take a look.
- Appreciate that.

Rafiq, can you
come here for a second?

- All right, Ronnie.
- All right.

Is your, uh, manager here?

Why? You got a complaint?

No, I got a delivery.

I got this.

What you need, little man?

Hook the little man up
with a large cheese to go.

We have to change our thinking.

Risk is synonymous with opportunity.

If you don't change with the times,

you will get left behind.

- Excuse me, Mr. Perry.
- Yeah?

Okay.

So where on the West
Coast are you thinking?

Well played, asshole.

Fuck. Wasted my goddamn time.

Damn, my prescription must be off.

- I can't see shit.
- Where Jake at?

I don't know.

Hey, what was Kiesha and
your mom fighting about?

Nothing.

Must have been something
for you to come help me

and my dad scrape gum
off the church pews.

Damn, Jake. What took you so long?

My bad. I had to make a stop.

For what?

For this.

How'd you do that?

Watching Reg.

Man, y'all crazy.

Weed is a gateway drug.

All right, y'all laughing now.

Today it's weed; tomorrow you'll
be selling your mama's TV.

Hand me another slice of
pizza and sit your ass down.

This shit is legal in half the country.

Man, crackheads don't
know shit about geography.

So how'd your pops look?

Not right.

He didn't look how I remembered.

They never do.

It was weird.

I was looking at him, but he
wasn't, you know, in there.

Which made me think, where is he?

Is he hovering over us now?

And since he's dead...

does he know what I'm thinking?

Like, is he mad at me for not
going to his birthday dinner?

Dead people don't be thinking shit.

But what about all the times
he wanted me to come visit

but I didn't wanna go

'cause he had a whole nother family
that I didn't wanna be around?

Now that he's gone...

I can't...

even if I wanted to.

I can't feel my feet.

Me either.

Man, I'll come visit y'all in rehab.

Hi, I'm, uh, meeting someone.

Ma!

Over here!

Hey, baby. What
are you doing here?

What you mean, what I'm doing here?

I'm waiting for you.

You got my note, right?

I... Right, I did.

Never mind. I didn't...

Boy, if you don't get up
and pull my chair out...

Oh, oh. My bad.

Thank you.

Now, what's the occasion?

Well, I heard what Darnell said to
you, and he owes you an apology.

I know he ain't about to give you
one, so I'm gonna do it for him.

Emmett, that's so sweet.

But you can't clean
up your daddy's mess.

I understand.

I just wanted you to know
me having all these kids

ain't got nothing to do with you.

You're a great mom.

Maybe I don't tell you that enough.

That's what I'm sorry for.

Are you ready to order?

Yes, can I get the shrimp linguine?

And, uh, actually some more
of that garlic bread too.

Mom, what you getting?

Son, don't you think you should
let your date order first?

I will have the calamari salad.

Have I not taught you anything about
how to take a woman on a date?

We're not on a date.

Wait, did you think
Darnell was gonna be here?

- No.
- That's why you're all dressed up?

Oh, no. I can't believe you
still want to date his ass.

All right, now I'm really sorry.

I do not wanna date your dad, okay?

And what's the big deal if
I did want to date somebody?

I'm grown. I raised my child.

You don't need to date nobody.

There's only one man you'll ever need:

your son, who worships and adores you,

and I'll be the one to take care
of you when you old and wrinkled.

Oof.

Now I see why you got all them
little girls running after you.

Pinkie swear you won't ever date, ever.

Emmett, boy, get your
pinkie out of my face.

Cannonball!

Oh!

Kev, get your
skinny ass in the pool.

Yeah, Kev. We here for you, fool.

Nah, I'm good.

Bro, chill, bro. Chill.

Man, whatever.

Yo, what up, Kev?

I ain't see you over there.

We just got here.

You good?

Yeah, do you need any help?

No, I'm good. I got my man
today. But we'll get it in soon.

You sure you're good, little man?

Yeah.

All right, well, look here.

It's a little crazy out here right now.

This ice gonna melt
in, like, two seconds.

I'm off tomorrow. You know where
I live. Come through. Cool?

Cool.

All right.

Yo, we out here live in
these streets, y'all, at Tuley Park.

We got food, music, dancing,
and, ladies, I'm here as well.

It's all love. Come check us out.

Oh, Neva? What she want?

Yo, hey, I can't talk to
Cassius right now, Neva.

I'm in the middle of something.

That's not why I'm calling.

Is your girl Tiff getting child support?

What?

You heard me.

Okay, I-I gave her some money, but...

Maybe I should leave my
baby on your stoop tambi�n.

You know that shit
they say about condoms?

It's real.

What the...

Oh, so you supposed to
be Mr. Responsibility now,

but you ain't seen Davante in months.

That's why he calling my new boo Daddy.

Shay, I can't talk to you right
now. Let me call you back.

Don't be giving one
kid special treatment.

That's fucked up, Emmett!

What the fuck is going on?

It's the price of being a
player... player.

Damn!

Which baby mama is that?

No, this is my ex.

I'll hit her back after I
figure out what vampire blood

these chicks been drinking.

That's what you get for
smashing one of them.

What's that got to do with it?

When in doubt, follow your dick.

Man, shit.

What? What's up?

#BabyDaddyCutThatCheck?

Neva and Shay all in
the comments and shit.

Fuck.

That's why I don't
fuck with social media.

Can I help you?

Old man.

How you doing?

My man.

- Good to see you.
- Mm.

The company?

Running smooth.

Good.

How they treating you?

You mean, how am I treating them?

We have a problem.

What do we know about her?

Solid. From the neighborhood.

A lot of our rivals are doing a lot
of time because of her tenacity.

She took one of the castles.

Could topple everything
if we're not careful.

My granddaughter drew that for me.

Homeownership.

That's how we secure the future.

None of that other shit matters.

We're vulnerable.

You on it?

Searching for a Laundromat.

- Something small.
- Good.

Perhaps this motivated individual
that's such a fan of what we do

needs a fish for her efforts.

I'll put the word out.

Got something for me in there?

- You having one with me?
- Uh-uh, no, sir.

The, um, other glass is for...

her.

My nigga.

What episode you on?

See you're done yelling at Ma.

You know what? You don't know
nothing about what's going on.

You were too little to understand.

And you didn't even cry.

And our dad was laying there dead.

So what, I didn't cry?

That don't mean nothing.

You think I didn't
love him or something?

I didn't say that.

- But he was trying.
- Man, whatever, Kiesha.

Blaming Ma for stuff that
ain't her fault is stupid.

And it ain't gonna bring him back.

Nah, what's stupid is
your busted-ass hairline.

Why you even in my room?

Go find your dusty-ass
friends and annoy them.

Ooh, I can't stand your ass.

What happened to you, brother?

I expected to see you at the center.

I got busy. Maybe another time.

You got busy?

Doing what?

So you gonna tell me why
you really ain't show up?

There were some women staring at me.

Figured it might be better to stay away.

You're feeling judged.

Or maybe you're judging yourself.

Brother, when I got sentenced
for killing that little girl Fatima,

hell wasn't in Statesville prison.

Hell was right in here.

And when I got released, it didn't
matter what people thought about me.

What mattered was what
I thought about myself.

And the only way I could forgive myself

was to turn my mind
and body over to Allah.

I'm not saying you
need to do what I did.

But being of service to other people,

it helped me a lot.

Can't just isolate yourself, bro.

That's when things go wrong.

So can I expect to see you
back at the center tomorrow?

Okay.

Good.

Yeah.

Oh, and-and, Ronnie,

one of the women was staring at you
because she thought you was cute.

She told me herself.

Guess they tired of seeing
my ugly face, huh?

What up, little man?

I saw your text. Come in.

Mmm.

I swear it tastes better
if you actually chew it.

This is good.

Where you learn how to cook like this?

I been cooking since I was your age.

But then I wanted to
hone my skills, so...

- You taste the rosemary?
- Who's Rosemary?

Don't worry about it.

So I know you didn't text me
and come all the way over here

to help me out on my truck.

What's wrong?

I went to a funeral yesterday.

Damn.

Who got shot?

Nah, it wasn't like that.

It was for my dad.

Shit.

Are you okay?

I wasn't that close to him, so...

I'm sorry.

It was weird.

I thought I knew him until I heard
all these people talk about him.

Said he loved jazz.

I didn't even know that.

Anyways...

My father died when I was four.

I barely remember him.

You gotta look on the bright side.

At least you knew your
father, close or not.

He wanted to spend time with me.

It's not that I didn't want to. It's...

Hey, I'm sure he knew
how much you loved him.

Hey, you got any clippers?

Yeah, for sure.

Can you give me a cut real quick?

My sister said I need one.

Yeah, I got you.

I got you.

Damn.

Damn, if I knew this
was what you wanted,

- I would have been here faster.
- Shut up.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait. Who died?

- My father.
- What?

Why didn't you say something?

Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.

I'm-I'm-I'm not feeling this.

Can we at least put his picture
in a drawer or something?

What's the big deal? I'm just
trying to get a quickie in.

Ain't you been sneaking
around with some nigga anyway?

Will you just come on?

Wait, look, look, look.

You know I'm the last
guy to turn down sex.

But "my daddy just died" sex?

This ain't right.

And as much as I wanna get
it in, you're still my friend.

I can tell you ain't
in the right headspace.

I can't believe I'm
about to say this, but...

let's just cuddle.

So how you want it?

Just a line-up.

Right.

Do you miss him?

Who?

Your dad.

It's kinda hard to miss
somebody you don't...

you don't remember.

Guess you gotta hold
on to the memories you got.

That's what's most important.

Man...

Man, I had that bitch waiting
for at least two hours.

Good.

You said you had a new
way to wash the money.

I know the perfect dude.

Business is straight cash and carry.

He all over the South Side.
He ain't got no set spot.

Go wherever the paper is.

Sounds like exactly
what we're looking for.

You might wanna get at him
to suggest a partnership.

He ain't gonna fuck with
me on the business tip.

He a square nigga.

Trying to keep his
shit on the up-and-up.

Ain't nothing wrong with a young man

trying to do it the right way.

Makes him all the more attractive.

If he's smart, he might be
willing to take on an investor.

His shit is basic. I'm sure he would.

I might be able to middle that for you.

As for the corner money,

find a home until I send word.

- I can do that.
- I don't need to tell you

that this raid has interrupted business

and the old man... isn't pleased.

The fuck was you thinking,

keeping money and
work in the same place?

I won't keep tolerating

these rookie mistakes from you.

I'm yanking 67 and 73rd Street.

- They're no longer yours.
- But, Douda, that wasn't my...

Shut the fuck up!

Say one more word and
I'm gonna take it all.

And you're gonna be that nigga
on the corner selling weed.

Your little brother,
he live here with you?

Yeah.

This is your way of being a big brother?

Exposing him to all the
dumb shit you be doing?

You stupid motherfucker.

More water! I need more water!

Damn.

Sorry, it's just, uh...

you look great.

Thanks.

Um, I'm just here to pick up
a few things for Miss Ethel.

What's that for?

Stick around for a sec. You'll see.

Oh, so hot.

Hey, you play too much.

Hey, splash him.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey. Watch this.

Watch this. Watch this.

Watch this. Now, watch out.

Watch out.

Hey!

Yeah.

You came through for me this time.

I got 656 followers now.

That said, I just gotta
fix my damn freezer.

One taco at a time, bro.

Hey, uh, who had the, uh,

two lemon pepper chicken
tacos with extra sauce?

Right here.

- Let me get you, uh, some napkins.
- Thank you.

Oh, wow. These are fantastic, man.

And I've eaten a lot
of tacos in my life.

- You the owner?
- Nah, he is.

Oh. I would give you my hand to shake,

but as you can see, I'm
a little preoccupied.

- All good.
- Otis Perry.

Brandon Johnson.

And I know who you are.

You're-you're the guy from
the commercials.

- It's nice to meet you, sir.
- Yeah.

How long you been in business?

Oh, couple months.

How's it going?

You know, barely making it.

Yeah, running a business is hard.

You know, but most
people only talk about it.

You're walking the walk.

Should be proud of that.

I am.

One thing I wish I had
when I was your age,

somebody like me.

If you ever need anything,
you give me a call.

I like looking after young
entrepreneurs like yourself.

Thank you, Mr. Perry.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

Yeah. Yeah. Excuse me.

Do you know who that is?

Yo, he gotta be worth a couple mil.

I'm saying!

He got, like, 30 pizza
joints all over the city,

- a bunch of other businesses.
- He...

That watch he
wearing alone is probably

three times as much you'd
win in that competition.

Look at him, just strolling
down the street with a taco,

not a care in the world,
letting his money work for him.

How we get on that level?

By doing exactly what we're doing.

If we didn't
hustle as hard as we did,

we wouldn't have ended
up in the right spot

or the right time to even
meet someone like Mr. Perry.

So we made our own luck.

In that way, we on the same level.

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