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Nice.

Ooh.

Hey.

Yeah.

Ah.

Uh-huh.

Hey Tray, you holdin'?

You know I got you, boo.

If I ain't got it, I'ma get it.

Let me get that dub.

You know I got that good stuff over here.

Tell a friend, and tell a friend.

Lemon drops and it drops.

You know what it is.

Thanks, Dad.

Thanks, Dad.

Aaaaaah!

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

The [BLEEP] you talking about, Gustavo?

Mind your own damn business!

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Come on, Amira. Pick up.

This is family time.

Don't even think about answering that phone.

You know my rules.

I support you, Mom.

If you want to do family time,

let's do family time.

Hi. You've reached Amira. Please leave a message.

Now, we can play some fun board games

like "Monopoly" or "Cards Against Humanity,"

or we can make up our own song.

We can have a dance battle.

I've been watching YouTube videos,

so I will kill y'all in a dance battle.

Eh! Look how Mama do it.

Ooh! Y'all can't see me.

No?

Alright, well, based off the energy in here,

I'ma keep it real basic

and we can just watch television.

- That one. - Yep.

Alright.

Well, let's watch "Greenleaf."

My girlfriends have been watching it,

and I want to see what they're talking about.

Isn't that on the OWN network?

Mm-hmm.

We don't have it.

- We don't? - We don't have anything.

I'm pretty sure we can just

buy the first season online.

I do not want to watch "Greenleaf" on no computer.

Ma, I'll just mirror it to the TV.

I just think you can do better.

In fact, I know you can do better.

Dad, what's your password?

Uh, "ShaysBae."

ShaysBae!

Ooh, thank you, boo-boo!

What? Okay.

Who's on the phone?

It's nothing.

Alright. I got it.

Y'all want to watch YouTube videos of goats

head-butting people in their junk?

Boy, we watching "Greenleaf."

Josh, come on. You're missing family time.

I got to take this call outside.

Outside?

"Greenleaf" it is.

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Hey. You made this wrong.

I asked for extra caramel.

I gave you extra caramel.

Yeah, well, I can't even taste it.

Really, it's not that hard.

You want extra caramel?

- Oh. - What the...

Let me see your manager.

- We got a problem? - No.

- We got a problem?! - No.

The hell was that, Tray?

The customer just caught me at a bad time.

What's going on with you?

My daughter. She mad at me.

She ain't called me back.

I feel like she done with me.

Got me all [BLEEP] up.

Well, I don't care what you going through.

We cannot have you threatening my customers.

Do not [BLEEP] up my business, Tray.

All you care about is your business,

and I just told you my daughter ain't speaking to me?

That's personal. This is business.

Now, don't be bringing that prison mentality up in here.

I don't want no parts of no thug shit up in here.

You was the grimiest nigga in the neighborhood.

You better keep your voice down.

Grimiest nigga in the neighborhood.

And you gonna judge me?

Now, I know it's been tough for you.

No, you don't.

Wavy, it wasn't tough. It was hell!

And don't forget, I got locked up selling your crack,

so don't get it twisted.

Yo, my man.

Don't you put your hands in my face.

Now I know you're upset,

so I'ma let that slide, alright?

But for the next few days, you off.

- You ain't working. - Come on, Wavy, man.

I can't take no days off. I need the money.

Then you better watch your [BLEEP] mouth.

And don't bite the hand that feeds you.

Now, if you want to keep this job,

you better show me some respect.

Understood?

Understood.

Get the [BLEEP] out of here. Take your ass home.

And I better see a new attitude from you

when I see you next week.

[BLEEP] with my money, nigga.

Why won't you let me do a series?

- Jacob just did that one... - _

...on running the race or...

What the [BLEEP]?

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It's not like he's good...

Josh!

Come on, Charity.

There he is. He's going somewhere.

Your daddy's made his position clear, girl.

Sit your ass down.

Don't talk to her like that.

Don't you talk to your uncle like that.

Daddy, I think...

Mm-hmm.

Gigi!

Okay, if you're going, then I'm going, too.

If he's doing something crazy,

I cannot risk the fact that you could kill him.

Sweetie, baby girl, look at me.

I am not mad. I'm smiling.

Look, we already had one parent incarcerated.

We don't need another.

- Boy, bye. - Hey, hey, hey.

You don't have any shoes on.

Go get my Reeboks.

Look, I'm going with you because you need me to go with you.

- Shahzad? - Nah, I'm cool.

Gonna stay here and watch "Greenleaf".

Good show.

Mama, the truth...

That son of a... I need to breathe.

Breathe, Shannon. Breathe. You got this.

This is so disappointing.

I mean, this isn't like Dad.

You know, I always thought that white men

who dated black women were supposed to be more dependable.

Well, Robin Thicke.

Mm. True, true.

I need to know the truth.

I just want to see what's going on with my own eyes.

I mean, let's be real for a second.

This is Dad.

I don't think he would cheat.

Me neither, sweetie.

But he hasn't answered any of my calls or texts,

he's been evasive, and now he's having lunch

with a young, white girl

in front of my goddamn eyes!

Are we about to do a drive-by or something?

Look, I'm not cut out for all that.

Don't bitch out on me now, girl.

You made a choice in that house.

We both did, and we going down this rabbit hole together.

That man got a sexy text message

from another bitch at our house.

I'm not letting that ride. Mnh-mnh.

Can we at least call him? One more time.

Okay. I'll try.

Mm-hmm. Look.

Oh, no. Is he texting?

"Call you in a bit. Luv ya."

Oh.

I'm going into "Predator" mode.

I can feel it.

He is so dead.

They leaving. Playing games.

They're messing with the wrong one today.

Put your seatbelt on. Somebody might get hit.

Amira.

It's me, Tray.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for letting you down.

Please get back at me, Amira.

It's me, your da... I mean, Tray.

Tray. Please get back at me.

Thank you.

- Problems with your daughter? - Teenagers, man.

You need to stop saying the word "teenager," Gustavo!

It sound dirty when you use it.

- Adolescents? - Tray, you salty today.

Hey, you mother[BLEEP] in this halfway house

is some nosy dudes, man.

Can't even make a phone call!

Hey, we're just worried about you, buddy.

Yeah, worry about yourself. Look at you.

You got a Tasmanian body with skinny legs, man.

- Okay. - That's a heart-attack body.

Parker, you got a visitor downstairs at the door.

Look like a young Lando Calrissian.

Yeah, well, move out my way, man.

Bobby.

What you doing here, man?

I ain't got nothing to say to you.

Just let me holla at you for a minute, alright?

Look, I just wanted to apologize for my outlandish behavior,

so I brought you this.

What you bring me meats for, Bobby?

You know why.

I was acting like an idiot.

I got caught up in the game...

and I'm sorry, cuz-o.

This is my peace offering, man.

And nothing says sorry like a plate of meat and...

two VIP tickets to the strip club, son.

Unlimited lap dances and a free prime rib.

Now, we got to get there early

'cause you know they gon' run out.

You know how they do, baby.

Not in the mood for no strip club, man.

I'm not in the right head space, man.

So, please, Bobby, leave. Go home.

Look, like, I know you depressed right now...

I'm not depressed.

I'm sad and I'm angry and I can't help

but start arguments with people.

So get the [BLEEP] out of here.

Okay. I unde... I understand

that you need your personal space and...

time for emotional healing.

But look.

Ever since Clyde died...

you are all I got, cuz-o.

I see you got four different types of ham in there.

Two different types of turkey.

Got some liverwurst in there, too, huh?

Give me that shit, man.

You wouldn't know what to do with it.

Go home, Bobby.

Nosy-ass people out here!

Damn!

Can't believe what I'm seeing right now!

- Girl, give me that. - What?

You are not about to put our family's dirty laundry

on the Internet.

Now, don't be afraid.

We about to go upstream on this together.

We up the river, boo, and it's gonna get messy.

It might get messy, it might not get messy,

but I'm pretty sure it's gon' get messy.

Look, Mom, I'm pissed off about this chick, too.

But what if we're wrong? I mean, we could be wrong.

I'm gon' bust in there like the Kool-Aid Man!

I have never seen this side of you,

and it is really scary.

Aw, don't be scared, sweetie.

I'm just working through this right now.

Just remember, women are strong.

No matter what happens to us, we will overcome.

Uh-huh. We will. Man or no man.

I'm just working through the five stages of grief right now.

And right now, I'm on stage two.

Which one is stage two?

Anger!

But wait till I get to the acceptance stage.

That's when I'll have my makeup all perfect

and I'll have that Mary J. Blige breakup body.

But first things first, we got to finish stage two.

- Let's go. - Oh. Okay. I'm... I'm going.

- It's nice. - Do you want anything to drink or...

- No, I'm good. - Okay.

I'm good. It's nice.

Walls really pop. This is cool.

What the... Hello?

Aaah!

Caught you red-handed, mother[BLEEP]

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, Shannon.

Hey, Dad.

Hi. Hey.

Wait, Dad? This is your wife?

Damn right, I am.

- Oh, my name's Emily. - Oh, no, no, no.

Bitch, I don't care if your name is Gilbert Grape.

Why you [BLEEP] my husband?

Whoa! No! You are so wrong.

What did you think I was doing? You think I'm cheating on you?

Yeah, she did.

Oh, wow. Did you follow me here?

Yeah, we did.

- Snitch. - I mean...

Okay, everybody, let's just take a deep breath.

'Cause clearly,

you guys aren't actively having sex right now,

but I need some answers.

I sponsor Emily at Narc-Anon.

I was doing a sweep to make sure there were no drugs here.

I have to make sure that she's clean.

Well,

that's not what it looked like up in here and... and...

- Yeah? - I...

You can stop now. Just let it sink in.

That's alright. Just let it sink in.

Wow, Shannon.

Shannon, you screwed up big time, didn't ya?

Well, you must be hiding something

'cause you didn't answer any of my calls.

She was in a crisis!

What's Narc-Anon?

Tell her.

Alright. Listen, uh, sweetie.

Before I met your mother,

before you kids were even born,

I had an addiction to heroin.

Whoa.

Wait. You knew about this?

Yeah.

It's okay. That's okay. It's part of who I am.

That's just the way it is.

I kicked it, and I've been clean

for a very, very long time.

But I still need to go to meetings, and so does Emily.

I'm her sponsor.

But if you would have just answered the phone...

- No. Don't. Stop it. - ...none of this would have even happened.

- Shannon, stop it. - I'm just sayin'.

Don't change the subject.

We could have avoided all of this if you had just trusted me,

instead of breaking down the door

and acting like a crazy person.

- Crazy? - Yeah, crazy.

I'd rather be crazy than jealous.

Okay. You're a black woman.

- You need to act like it. - Pardon me?!

No, no, I think he meant that as a compliment...

- didn't you, Dad? - Of course I did.

Yeah, I hold black women to a higher standard.

Well, somehow, I am offended by that.

I just want to say,

um, that Josh has always been there for me.

Mnh-mnh.

He's great.

Mm.

Get your hand off my man.

Get on, Becky.

Okay.

Group of savages, man.

Y'all a bunch of barbarians, man.

Gustavo, you are ruining my cold-cut tray.

Stop double-dipping. You only get to dip once.

It's all good. Gustavo don't have germs.

Country, you need to slow your ass down, too, man.

That's all you need is more sodium in your diet.

Normally, I'd be mad,

but I know you're just lashing out

'cause you're depressed, so I forgive you.

There ain't nobody depressed.

That's what depressed people say.

Mm-hmm.

This right here is textbook depressed.

Eating your feelings, I believe, is the term.

Mm-hmm.

Is that pimento loaf I smell up in here?

Oh, yeah.

Somebody gave Tray a cold-cut platter

'cause he's depressed.

Aw, hell. What you done did now, dicklicker?

Easy, Mullins. Look at him. He's in rough shape.

Of course he is. His life is in shambles.

Look at him. You backsliding. I can see it.

He exactly one dick hair away from going back to prison.

It won't be long 'fore you're all mixed up

with some criminal enterprise all over again.

That's what depressed ex-convicts do.

You got to watch out for that backsliding.

It ain't easy out here, is it?

Is that Black Forest?

Amira.

Scoot over.

Amira. Amira! Amir...

Yeah, the cellphone service in here is some bullshit.

I usually get, like, like, two bars.

Well, I'ma go outside to see if I can get a better signal.

That was my daughter, kid.

Shit, that's probably a butt-dial.

Yo, this oldest daughter is trouble.

She need to go back to Phoenix.

I can't believe you're acting

like you didn't do anything wrong.

I didn't! You're being ridiculous!

You're being ridiculo...

Oh, don't call me... don't call me ridiculous.

- Well, I just did 'cause you are. - Guys! Guys!

I'm watching something here. Thank you.

What? This is a little more important

than your little TV show, Shahzad.

Mom and Dad are about to get a divorce.

Did I hear somebody mention divorce? What's happening?

What are you doing here, Tray?

Amira call me.

What? No, I didn't.

Girl, I just ran all the way over here.

You sure you didn't call me?

Oh, it must have been a butt-dial or something.

No, we're in the middle of some

really serious drama right now.

Okay, I'm done. Bye.

Where do you think you're going?

No, you're not storming off now. No.

Either you have to get over it or I can go.

Oh, well, go. Go over to that old bucket-ass bitch house.

- Oh, come on. - What's her name, Emily?

- Go to Emily's house. - Emily? Who's Emily?

Oh, Dad used to be a heroin addict.

What?

No, no, no, no, no.

I have been... I've been clean for years.

I go to meetings, I have my shit together.

- That's not the point. - Mm-hmm.

And he sponsors ugly white bitches named Emily

- and doesn't tell me about it. - Oh, my God.

Well, Emily has a little crush on Dad, so there's that, too.

No, Emily does not have a crush on Dad.

That girl is thirsty, Dad.

Mm-hmm. It's very obvious, Josh.

Everybody wait five goddamn seconds!

You mean to tell me Josh is a heroin addict?

This Josh right here?

Josh is riding the white horse?

Giddyup, giddyup horse?

Wow!

Wow!

Hey, you know what, Tray? You can leave right now.

I will leave, but I just want to say it one more time.

Wow!

Josh used to be a "heron" addict...

Excuse me... Is a heron addict!

'Cause you know what they say about heron, Josh...

You try it once, you hooked from here on.

You know what this means, right? I'm not that bad.

Really? That's the lesson?

Man, I'm not that bad.

Shit, I sold crack, but I'm not that bad.

Wait a minute. "Sold."

"Sold" as in past tense, right?

Listen, Shahzad, Amira.

I made a mistake,

but one thing I never did,

I never used it.

Not like this fiend!

Tray, get the [BLEEP] out of my house.

Yeah, fine. I'm good. I'm gone. I'ma ghost.

Good.

You know I came here feeling low,

and it feels damn good to know your ass struggled, too.

Struggle!

And just do me one favor

before I go, okay, Josh?

Don't use the dope in front of my kids.

They precious to me. That's my world.

Alright? Drugs are no-no.

- And Shay. - What?

You got poor taste in men, baby girl.

Get out of my house.

Ooh. That's what I'm talking about, girl.

Do that thing,girl.

Wow. Look at that right there. That's a...

- That's a beef patty! - Damn right at you.

- Come on, baby. - That's a beef patty.

- There it is. Unh. - All right.

Life is good, cuz-o.

Life is good.

It is, man.

Yes, it is.

Oh.

Ooh, girl, you're put together lovely.

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