Original subtitles

(electronic buzzing)

? Loyalty ain't the same ?

? Nah ?

? Born in the dark ?

? Ain't no silver spoon ?

? Nah ?

? East Oakland Knights where the wolves come soon ?

? Whoa ?

? Mama on the pipe pops locked in a tomb ?

? Damn ?

? So we learned real quick ?

? Gotta hustle a loop ?

? Fact ?

? Got his first pack ran plays on the low ?

? Low ?

? OG show love but the price was a tow ?

? Fact ?

? Blood in the water ?

? Sharks in control ?

? So he stacked every dollar ?

? Put ice on his soul ?

? Frozen ?

? Shaka got money no time ?

? All these clowns get to climb ?

? Keep my mind on the paper can't be broke ?

? Love being real so my heart stay closed ?

(doorbell ringing)

- Is this the bottle? (dramatic music)

(Darnell sniffing)

- How could you? - Daddy told me

to pour it in the bottle.

He said it'll make taking his medicine easier.

- Can I speak to you alone, Ms. Freeman?

- Go to your room.

- Did your husband have any issues

with your brother and Mr. Prescott?

- Yeah.

A lot.

- We obviously can't charge Darnell with anything.

He was just following the directions of his father.

Hell, the boy's only 10, he had no idea.

I'm calling this a murder suicide.

Here's my card.

If you need anything

or have any other information, feel free to call me.

I'm sorry for your loss. (dramatic music)

- I gotta go.

- Hey, can we talk?

- About what?

- Us.

- There is no us, Brandy?

(dramatic music)

- (sniffing) Flossy.

(Brandy crying)

Why? (dramatic music)

(crying) Why? (dramatic music)

(Brandy sobbing)

(plates shattering) (decorations crumpling)

(dramatic music) (Brandy crying)

- On behalf of the family, friends,

thank you for honoring the deceased.

Thank you for the love,

the support through these times.

Great sorrow.

And with that,

we're gonna conclude these services,

but remember, go with God.

May He bring you peace. (dramatic music)

- Thank you.

- So, where's your sister?

- Mommy sent her away.

She says she couldn't handle it.

- I um, know we don't see much of each other

since I've been in college,

but I'm here if you need anything.

- I'm gonna miss my brother.

- We all are.

If it wasn't for him and his financial support,

I know I wouldn't have made it through college.

So, just be strong. (dramatic music)

- Gonna miss you, dog (dramatic music)

- Let's go. (dramatic music)

- Thank you.

- You got this.

- Hi - Hi.

- Ready to go, Brandy (dramatic music)

- Let me get Darnell and meet you at the car.

(dramatic music)

- How you holding up?

- I knew somebody would take his ass out,

but goddamn, not his own brother-in-law.

I ain't see this shit coming.

- Can we just be done with this by now, Ferdie?

I'm not trying to lose the only family

I have to these streets.

???- Crazy town was my ticket out this bullshit anyway.

- So, what's next?

- I got a plan.

- What? - Moving hos.

- Why can't we do something

that don't involve going to jail?

- 'Cause I'm not built for an office, sis.

That's your thing.

- Apparently not.

It's been eight months and I still can't find a job.

Life is hard, okay?

I don't know when it gets easier, but.

- Sis, in case you haven't heard,

life is a struggle from birth to death.

- Well, I'm tired of the struggle, Ferdie.

- Accounting.

Your degree.

Accounting, right?

- Yeah, what?

- Let me put that shit to work.

- How?

- Let me and these hos bring the money in

and you show me how to hide it.

(dramatic music)

- Darnell let's go. - But I'm talking

to the nice man, - I said let's go.

(dramatic music)

Go over there and wait for me one second, okay?

Can I talk to you?

Alone?

- You need to take care of that.

(dramatic music)

(door shutting)

- Why you been ignoring me?

It's not like I killed Chris.

- What you want, Brandy?

- I thought we had something.

- We did.

Fun.

- But, now we can have more than that.

- You're grieving, Brandy.

You're tryin' to hold onto

that last little bit of life you used to have.

Move on.

I have.

- Mom, I'm hungry.

- Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?

Go back over there, okay?

Look, I still need to make money.

I can keep making those drops for you.

- Nah.

I'm done with that life.

- Done?

Other than hustling dope

or women, what else are you qualified to do?

- Yep.

You got it.

Women, that's my new hustle.

- Running hos?

Really, Flossy? (dramatic music)

- I've been trying to get out that game

ever since Andre died.

I've been shot at more times than I can count.

Chris dying, Brandy, just a matter of time.

We done? (dramatic music)

- Well, maybe I can still make some money with you.

- Fuck you mean?

(intense music)

- Maybe I can be about that life.

(dramatic music)

- Why are you taking so long?

I told you I'm hungry.

- I told you to give me a damn minute!

Now, go back over there and wait for me!

(intense music)

(Andre imitating electronic failure)

- Houston, we have a problem.

This is Captain Darnell, head of the Challenger.

Don't worry, Captain Andre, we can do this.

Watch out!

- Hey, boys, I want you to listen to what I'm about to say.

- Yes, Dad?

- Take them damn helmets off so y'all can hear me.

(dramatic music)

Andre, just because I'm teaching you how to fight

doesn't mean I want you growing up

in these streets doing it.

All right?

And Darnell?

- Yes, Uncle Chris?

- What your father is teaching you is morals.

That's something I haven't always been good at.

- Why?

- Let's just say morals gets you killed in my business.

I want you two to make me a promise

to me and to each other.

- What's that, dad? - Don't be like me.

- What's wrong with you, Dad?

- (scoffs) What's right?

Anyways, I want you two

to be the first black astronauts to go to space together.

You guys promise me that?

- I promise, dad. - I promise Uncle Chris.

- [Both] We promise.

(dramatic music)

(Ferdie punching) (Brandy whimpering)

- Mom! (Brandy sobbing)

- Now you go in there raise some kids right.

- Don't catch my mom!

Why'd you do that! - Stop!

- Go raise some kids right.

(Brandy crying)

- Mom, are you okay?

(Brandy crying) (dramatic music)

(door shutting)

- Should've hit that bitch again for good measure.

(dramatic music)

- When I want your opinion, bitch, I ask for it.

(intense music)

(Brandy sniffing)

- Ah! (intense music)

(Brandy whimpering)

Oh.

(Brandy whimpering)

- Mom?

(intense music)

- This is all your fault. (dramatic music)

? Happy birthday to you ?

? Happy birthday to you ?

? Happy birthday to you ?

? Happy birthday big brother ?

? Happy birthday to you ?

Make a wish.

- Mm.

(breath exhaling)

- Yay!

Happy birthday.

- Thank him.

- Thank your mama, say thanks for the cake.

- Of course, my boy.

- Man.

I wish Shante was here.

- Yeah, she must not need anything right now.

- Oh snap!

Y'all know mom don't like none of this stuff.

Y'all better get it out of here.

- Lemme bust a birthday freestyle for you real quick.

Come on, man, hurry up.

? Birthday ?

? Celebrate ?

? We got cake ?

? It's Darnell's birthday ?

- Okay. ? Don't hate ?

Appreciate my boy's birthday

- What? ? Red velvet ?

? You can smell it ?

? For my dog's birthday ?

? Darnell yo happy fucking birthday ?

(both laughing)

- Okay, that weren't bad - Yeah, my boy smooth.

- What you doing walking around with a lighter anyway?

- Well, you never know when you might need

to light a birthday candle or a joint.

- [Darnell] Man, what are you doing with that?

- Oh, God, Darnell,

you know how mom is about your birthday

and we, I'm sorry,

but I don't want no parts of this.

Happy birthday though.

- Man, what are you doing?

If my mom comes home and smells that.

- Chill.

Nobody will know.

- All right. (door creaking)

- That is so funny (laughing).

What the fuck is going on here?

Now, I know good and goddamn well

you ain't smoking weed in my fuckin' house.

- No, ma'am, mm-mm. - Get out, Richard!

- Yes, ma'am. - Now!

What is this, Darnell?

- I'm sorry.

- Why do you have a fucking cake in my house?

- I didn't mean to- - You gonna be

more than sorry if you don't get this fucking cake

out of my house right now!

You know how I feel about birthdays.

How fucking dare you bring this shit into my house.

(shoes stomping)

- Think your bro can get me some of that weed?

- Come on, Steve.

? Don't be afraid of the dark ?

? Be careful with stars ?

? Now every light is gone call you baby ?

? So let it lean on a star ?

? Close to your heart ?

? All of the pressure's gonna drive you crazy ?

? Close your eyes are to madness ?

? In the morning it's all gonna vanish ?

? Don't be afraid of the dark ?

? Be careful with stars ?

? Not every lie is gonna get you ?

(upbeat music)

- Hey, look, you and the doc need to finish up.

You got another John coming in 10 minutes.

Now all that overlapping shit ain't good for business.

? A to C ?

? I'm make believe ?

- What, I'm not a gentlemen, come on.

(whore laughing)

I got you.

I got you. (upbeat music)

- I hate running tricks at Tommy's place.

???So if I come in despair.

- Well, a spot at the hotel is opening back up soon.

- Same time next Tuesday?

- We open 24/7.

- All right.

Hey, I could use a little pick me up.

Can you help me out?

Come on.

How many times am I gonna tell you,

I don't fuck with that shit no more?

- All right, never hurts to ask.

You might wanna think about diversifying though.

- Funny.

Felt like I had

that same conversation nine years ago with Chris.

- Chris.

Woo.

That guy was a real one, right?

- Yeah, he was.

Truly missed. - Truly missed.

You take care.

? From the trenches ?

? 'Cause some is for the inches ?

? And you hate it from the benches ?

? The flow is vicious got me living so terrific ?

? Huh ?

? My bros is wicked ?

? Don't get tempted by my witness ?

? Huh ?

? One two three ?

- Dr. Harry.

- Darnell?

(Harry laughing)

- How you doing, doc?

- I'm good.

God, I haven't seen you in years.

How you doing?

- The struggle is real.

- Wow.

Hey, how's the Pines?

- You know, I think I got the hang of it mostly.

- All right.

- What are you doing out here?

- Huh?

House calls.

- With Ms. Garcia?

- Yeah, with Marie, Ms. Garcia, yeah.

- What you checking her temperature with?

(both chuckling)

- That's good.

I like it, I like it.

Aw, man, it's good to see you.

Hey, I'm still over at the hospital.

You need anything, anything, no charge.

- I got you, man, thanks.

- [Harry] All right.

You take care. - thank you, man.

- Good to see you. - Thanks, man.

- This ain't right. - What you mean?

It's all there. - Nah, look, look.

Shit, I just remembered something.

Look, it's short, count that.

You got time for another one?

(Darnell sighing)

- Sure.

Hey, Ms. Garcia.

Ain't seen you in a while.

- Spent a little time up in Oakland.

Got me a real earning snow bunny.

- What's that?

- It's a good thing.

Look at you.

Oh.

Manned up now.

Not that snot-nose kid I remember seven years ago.

What was that shit you was on?

It was, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah,

going to the fuckin' moon. (laughing)

- I'm still gonna be an astronaut.

- You're serious?

Good luck with that.

How's your mom doing?

- We still on hard times.

- She still hating me? - Yeah.

She still hating on everybody.

- When you get done, you think you can clean me up?

- Sure.

$100?

Man, I don't keep this kind of change on me.

- Come on, you think I forgot?

Yesterday was your birthday.

Happy birthday.

Keep the change.

- Thanks. (Ferdie chuckling)

- [Flossy] All right, come on, let's go.

I need to hold that time. - You're not waving.

- Hey, Ms. Garcia.

- Stop calling me Ms. Garcia, as Maria now, Darnell.

- Hide your daughters?

Now they got out here recruitin' again.

- He barely give the young girls a chance to start bleeding.

- Mm.

- Rumor has it, you used to fuck with him.

- Yeah.

I used to do a lot of stuff I shouldn't do.

He was whatever.

- Hm.

- Mm-mm, I sure would like

to catch your son in about five years.

- Mm.

For what?

I mean he ain't about to be shit.

Speaking of shit, how's that old man a yours treating you?

(both laughing)

- Half the time the mother fucker can't get it up.

But I tell you what, he sure makes up for it in the wallet.

Who cares if he ain't working.

- Girl, I don't know.

The thought of a 70-year-old man wrinkly ass penis on me.

It don't fit right with me, I can't.

- Well, get this.

At 70, they can't even hold a fart.

I mean, this mother fucker fucking

and farting all at the same time.

(both laughing)

- Now tell me that don't turn you on.

- Well, look, it's all about no precedent.

- Clang, clang. (both laughing)

Shit.

- [Porsche] Get you a car.

- Ain't enough money in the world.

- And that's why you have an eviction notice on your door

every other month and I don't.

Hey, baby, I missed you.

- You miss me or you miss my wallet?

(Porsche laughing)

- I ain't gonna lie.

- Who's this sweet young thing you got here?

- She's taken, that's who she is.

- Hi, I'm Brandy.

- Oh, Brandy. - I'm Porsche's

next door neighbor. - Uh-uh.

No.

George. - Huh?

- You got any friends?

- None that are still alive.

- I'm serious.

You got any friends that can do for her?

You know, what you do for me?

- I am serious.

All my friends are dead. - Hm.

- But maybe me and you and her.

- Can take our ass in the house?

Uh-uh, no.

Mm-mm.

Look, you gotta get your own sugar daddy.

I'll get you later, girl.

- Here you go, Ma.

- Dear, boy.

How many cars did you wash today?

- Flossy tipped me 100.

Can I get 50 of that back, mama?

- For what?

- Shante.

She needs headshots.

- Boy, can't you see that girl is using you?

- It's not like that, mom.

- Then what's it like?

- We support each other.

I mean, you know?

We're in love.

(Brandy chuckling)

- You are in heat.

And her?

She just loves what you can do for her.

Now, if you don't get what the fuck you want

from that girl and move on.

Here.

- I need 50, mom.

- She ain't worth the 20 that I just gave you.

Dinner's in an hour.

- I'll be in in a minute.

I gotta finish washing Flossy's car first.

- Well, you need to see if you can wash it for him weekly.

He tips well.

- Nah, I really don't wanna get caught up with him.

- Why not?

(lighter flicking)

It's good money.

- Just everything.

Ain't much of a future hanging around him anyway.

- A Black man on the fucking moon?

Ain't much future in that either.

(dramatic music)

- What's up?

Move yet? - You sir.

What you gonna do?

- [Friend] I'm gonna do that, I'm gonna do that.

- Ah.

Oh!

I almost had you.

- You know you suck at this, right?

- I would be good too if I didn't do shit

but sit around all that doing nothing.

- That's your excuse? - And study.

- You only person I know who be studying beginning else.

- Hey, if you not gonna help the boy,

just keep your mouth shut.

- Man, baby, it's just a joke.

No, mac and cheese again?

This is why I'm constipated right now.

We eat the same shit every night.

- You got money for anything else?

- I'm just saying a man eat way more than 50 cent worth

of food on his plate to survive right here.

- Look Steve, I'm tired of your shit.

All you do is lay around this house all day criticizing me

and these damn kids.

What you need to do is get your ass up and go get a job.

- Damn, baby.

You on your period?

It's just a comment, bro.

- Yeah, well, I'm sick and tired

of your little fucking comments, okay?

You need to do more around this house

than just thinking that you satisfy me.

- I got an idea.

How about you go get a job?

- What the fuck did you just say to me?

- I'm just saying, you keep getting on me

about getting a job.

Why don't you go get one?

- Because I can't find one that pays enough to take care

of me, these damn kids, and your broke ass.

- Baby, come on.

I know that's what supper-

- No, uh-uh.

I'm tired of this shit.

It's old now, okay?

If you don't start paying some bills around here,

you gotta get the fuck out.

- All right.

Wait, so I don't satisfy you?

- I can use a dildo for that.

(Darnell wretching)

- [Darnell Mom!

(dramatic music)

- And on that note, ready to pray?

- For what? (dramatic music)

He don't ever answer shit anyway.

? Hey oh hey ?

- [Darnell] I'm doing it.

What you mean?

? Come and get me ?

? Let me at it. ?

- Darnell, what are you doing?

? To the stars ?

- (laughing) You got white feet, Darnell.

- Man, shut up. - You're going to,

it's just a simple. - That's what I'm doing.

- Gotta feel it. (upbeat music)

- Man.

- Yeah, you're gonna get it, babe.

You're gonna get it.

- I bought it. - What?

(upbeat music)

- How stupid is your ass, man?

You know how Shante is?

- [Darnell] That's why I got it, dog.

- What are you two talking about?

- You, unfortunately.

- That's not surprising.

Everything's about me.

- Got you something.

- Me, something?

Wow.

- Solid white gold.

You know what today is?

- Of course, silly, it's our anniversary.

(light music)

- Shante, baby, when I'm not with you, I'm brokenhearted.

When I'm with you, it's like I'm whole again.

- [Richard] I think you're gonna throw up.

- Man, come on.

This is a moment for me.

So, Shante.

- Yes, Richard?

- How long until you pawn that?

- You know what?

Fuck you, Richard.

You know, you're a real life episode of "Jerry Springer."

You know that?

- Come on, y'all.

Hey, y'all calm down.

Y'all calm down.

You doing too much.

- Mess up everything.

Wannabe Eminem?

- So, baby, what are you wearing to homecoming?

- I haven't picked out anything yet.

- Oh, so Clay didn't buy you a dress for homecoming?

- What? - What's he talking about?

- Nothing, Darnell.

I'm going with you.

- She didn't tell you Clay asked her to homecoming?

- Your ex?

I come to play Clay?

- He just asked Darnell.

It's not like I said yes.

- From what I heard, it's not like you said no either.

- Damn, y'all act like just because the boy

is the captain of the basketball team,

and that every girl at school wanting

to date him means something to me.

- It sure sounds like it does. - Well, it doesn't.

That relationship is in the past.

I'm with you, Darnell.

- Darnell, I just wanna let you know

that when she stands you up, I'll go with you..

- Get the fuck off me.

- Seriously?

Did you get that for me?

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

Here's 20.

- $20.

What am I supposed to do with this?

- That's all I could get. - Look, Darnell,

if you're serious about being my manager, you're gonna have

to do a whole lot better than this.

What am I supposed to do a $20?

That's barely enough from my head shots.

- You're welcome. (dramatic music)

- Hey there, pretty ladies.

Y'all too pretty to be out here walking.

- Oh, God.

You just attract Medicare. - Girl, this is your chance.

- I'm good.

- Hey, pretty lady, I'm just trying to hobble.

- We don't want no candy, old man.

- Damn bitch, why you gotta be so rude?

- What's your name? - What her name be?

- Her name Brandy and she really ain't interested.

- Well, why don't you let her tell me that?

Miss Brandy? (upbeat music)

So, can I give you two ladies a ride home?

Brandy?

- How you know my name? - Your friend just said it.

(upbeat music)

- What you want from me, nigga?

- ,damn, you a little forward, aren't you?

- [Porsche] Let's just get in.

It's two against one.

Come on.

(Brandy sighing)

- Fuck it. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, Red, Red, come on, come on,

Why don't you sit up front?

- Go on. - Come on.

- [Porsche] Come on, girl.

- Yeah, so where y'all headed?

- Where you headed? - Now?

Any place they got good food is right.

- [Porsche] Oh, I'm not turning down a free meal.

? Tryin' to get over ?

- Choice is yours.

- Wellness. - Hm.

I love a woman her love her soul food.

? Yeah ?

- And you about fine as hell ain't ya?

(car beeping) (Larry laughing)

- Are you gonna smoke it or look at it or?

? So right ?

- There it is though, huh?

- Nah, man, I'll pass.

- You know there's an easier way to get to the moon, right?

(group laughing)

(car beeping) (door opening)

(doors shutting) - Yes, ma'am.

(Brandy chuckling) (Larry chuckling)

- Well, that was nice. - Mm-hm.

- Yo, puff, puff, pass, man.

You're wasting good weed.

- Damn, I rather hit that ass and hit that blunt.

(friend laughing)

- [Richard] Let me get that lighter, man.

- You gotta it, baby, you got it.

- I can't believe I'm actually talking to a 65-year-old man.

- And FYI, the pipes are working.

(both laughing)

You sure you ain't got no man?

- I told you three times now, I don't have a man.

I kicked his no-good ass out three weeks ago.

He got tall in my house.

- What'd he do?

- Some shit he shouldn't have been doing

with people he shouldn't have been doing it with.

- Yeah, well, you know,

one man's loss is another man's gain.

- Who the hell is this? - My friend.

Now mind your business.

- Mom, you just got out of a relationship.

- Hey, I don't get in your shit, Darnell.

Don't get in mine.

Anyway, sorry about that.

What was you saying?

- What you doing tomorrow night?

- She busy.

- If you don't get the fruck up outta my Kool-Aid?

Get on! (Darnell sighing)

(Larry laughing)

- I take it he believe he the man of the house.

- Mm-hm.

Yeah, he forgets he's my son and not my father.

- Yeah, well, he's got a right to be protective.

I mean, you know.

Look how fine you are. (dramatic music)

He your only one?

- No, I got a girl too.

- You know what?

I like kids.

Matter of fact, got five of my own and nine grand babies.

- Okay.

After you've been putting in work.

- Yeah, I've been putting in something.

I don't think I'd call it work.

(both laughing)

(dramatic music)

- Okay, well, I gotta go.

- Hey, miss lady.

Miss lady.

Dinner tomorrow night, 7:30.

- 7:30 PM sharp.

- Why are you walking like that?

(Larry laughing)

- Boy!

(dramatic music)

- [Richard] How'd you do on Mr. Seawell's test?

- Just mean, I studied for it and F again.

You?

- I got a D.

Don't worry, bro.

You'll get out of high school at some point.

- What I wouldn't give for a D.

Hey, check this out.

This is an essay I'm writing

for a trip to Space Camp.

"Finding a planet who revolves

around its star is a must for the human race.

Probabilities of a habitable body in the Goldilocks Zone,

I believe, is not statistically impossible."

(Richard laughing)

- Fuck.

I don't fuckin' get it, man.

You can spit that shit out like Einstein,

but you can't pass a history test?

Yo, I'm not trying to be like a dream killer here

or nothing, but what school are you trying to go to?

- The aerospace program at Georgia Institute of Technology.

- Hey, babe.

What are you guys working on?

- It's an essay I'm writing for a trip to Space Camp.

Hey, if I win, will you go with me?

- Sure.

Anyway, back to the real reason why I'm here.

Did you get the rest of that money for me for my head shots?

- Yeah, I'm still working on it.

- Okay.

I know you'll be able to get it for me, baby.

Anyways, I have to go.

Okay, see you later. - Okay.

Hey. - Yeah?

- I'm sleeping. - Hearts together.

(dramatic music)

- Disgusting.

- Together. (lips smacking)

Jealous?

You need somebody.

Kinda like you.

- Hey, quit doggin' my girl, man.

(Darnell scoffing)

Oh, your pop still trying to make you a cop?

- Man, fuck pops.

I'm gonna be on the scene like T.I. Peete.

All the drugs, money, and bitches one can handle, yo.

- Man, more like Vanilla Ice.

(both laughing)

(light music)

- [Brandy] Okay.

- Somebody die?

- Boy, what you talking about?

- Only time I see you dress like that

in the past couple years is

when you was going to a funeral.

- No, nobody died, but I do need y'all to go get dressed

because Larry's coming over.

- Why we gotta change?

- I don't need any lip from you, Nyla.

You've caused enough trouble in this house.

- What's she talking about?

- Fuck her.

- Okay, you guys, so Larry's coming over

and I need you to please be on your best behavior.

He's not like the other guys.

- What, he doesn't have a penis?

(both laughing)

- Is that funny?

Y'all got jokes now?

Get y'all joking asses up in there

and put some decent clothes on.

- I don't get it. - I don't need you to get it.

This could be my ticket outta here

and I don't need y'all screwing it up for me.

- You seem to be doing that just fine all by yourself.

- Oh, you wanna give me some pointers, Nyla?

- [Darnell] Mom.

- I'm sure you could give me a few tips.

- Mom.

Mom, we'll get dressed.

- Look, you two.

Larry could really set us up, okay?

He's got nice cars, a nice house, rental properties.

- Ain't he twice your age?

- One more fucking word from you.

Get your ass in there and get dressed.

And lose the fucking attitude.

(shoe thudding) - Hey, come.

- You better get your sister.

- Come on, what she talking about,

you've done enough damage?

- Nothing.

She just tripping like always.

(knuckles rapping)

- Finally. - Mm, mm, mm.

- So, you finally bagged him, huh?

- Girl, hurry up and help me get these pots

and plates out the cabinet so it can look

like I cooked some shit.

This man, he wanna play house so soon.

Like he finna kick the can tomorrow.

- Too soon, too soon.

- I'm sorry, I forgot you just lost George.

- (laughing) Girl, old news.

You know I keep a backup plan.

- And I was her wish.

- Look, just remember,

don't let them get too deep in your heart,

but you get deep in their pockets.

- What, I actually like him though.

- I know that's not because he paid

all your bills last month.

- No.

Well, yeah, a little bit,

but no, I actually really like him.

- Hm.

I sure hope your pootenannyes worth

more than a couple paid bills.

- Well, you gotta start somewhere.

- Oh. - You know rocking

these niggas for coals as a whole process.

(knuckles rapping)

Shit, he's here.

Oh my God, hold on, hold on.

Oh shit.

Let me get that.

What am I gonna do?

Okay, how do I look?

- Like a ho? - Good.

That's what I wanted.

(both laughing)

Okay, hurry up, go.

- I was leaving anyway.

- Okay, hurry up.

(dishes clinking)

(light music)

Uh, what y'all looking like that for?

- Same reason you looking like that?

- You better watch your mouth.

- Mm, mm, mm, I'm ready to eat.

(Larry laughing)

A red rose for my red rose.

- Thank you, baby.

Hey. (Brandy laughing)

(both laughing) (lips smacking)

You guys get up and say hello.

These are my kids..

This is Darnell and this is Nyla.

- The prince and princess of the castle.

(Larry laughing)

Listen, let me tell you all this upfront.

I just wanna do right by your, mama.

I know she's had some hard times.

All right?

We good?

- Let's eat!

- All right then.

Oh, thank you, darling, thank you, thank you.

Mm-hm, mm-hm.

One good turn, one good turn.

Come on. - Oh, yes.

Okay.

Larry, would you mind saying grace for us?

- Oh, yes.

- Girl, are we praying again?

- He thinks he's Eddie Murphy or something.

(both laughing)

- Come here.

- Say God is good.

God is great.

Now let's scarf up the food

on this here plate.

(both laughing)

What we got here?

- [Brandy] Mm, some fresh homemade fried chicken,

baby, just for you.

- Boy, this chicken here look bout good as your mama.

(laughing) Wait, not let me check.

- [Brandy] Larry, oh!

- Bro, why can't they take

that shit somewhere else?

I know he got a house.

- What the fuck?

(palm slapping)

She ain't gotta be that loud.

- Right, no fucking reason.

Yeah, no body looking at- (footsteps running)

- Which one of you mother fuckers is banging on my wall?

Which one of you was it?

Hello?

Guess what?

You don't like it?

You can get the fuck out.

(door slamming)

- I hate that bitch.

- Bro, that's our mom.

- So?

- Oh, baby, baby, baby. (both laughing)

Oh damn!

Ooh wee!

Girl.

You put it on, didn't you?

- That was you. - Oh.

Oh, you wonderful, baby.

You wonderful.

You know, I've been thinking.

Can I ask you something?

- Oh, God.

(sighing) It always scares me when a man says,

"Can he ask me something?"

- No, no, it's good.

- Then what is it?

- You know, I've been thinking.

You know, what if you and the kids,come and move in with me?

Yeah.

- And give up my welfare,

my Section 8, my food stamps?

Baby, I can't just uproot my life like that.

I mean, I know I don't have a lot,

but what I do have, I can depend on.

- (sighing) Like I said, that ain't living.

That's slavery.

- Are you knocking me? - Oh, no, baby.

I wouldn't do that.

I'm ready to take care of you and your heart.

- You know what you got, baby?

- What I got?

Besides you, I hope.

- New Coochie Syndrome.

- What?

You what, wait, wait a minute.

- New Coochie Syndrome.

(Larry laughing)

- What are you talking about?

- It's not funny.

Every time I get with somebody new,

they always have the same, old, tired ass promises

and not one of 'em has ever come through.

Men get into some new coochie,

promise you the world, then never deliver.

- Look here.

I'm 65, not 25.

I know what I want.

- Let's have this conversation again

when my coochie ain't so new.

- All right, well then.

We need to be working on breaking it in then, baby.

(both laughing)

I'm ready.

Come on, give me a kiss. - Mm, mm.

(lips smacking) Round two?

- Round two. - Okay.

- Yeah.

(knuckles rapping)

- Shante. - I won!

- What? - The contest, babe?

I won.

- Okay, congratulations.

Can we just talk about this at school tomorrow?

- Shante, didn't you hear me?

I won.

- Okay, so what now?

- Now we just get the money for you to go.

- For me to go?

Look, guys, can I just talk about this tomorrow?

I'm really tired, I'm just trying to get some sleep, okay?

- Yo, it's 7:00 PM.

Why are you in bed so early?

- Didn't I tell you I have an audition tomorrow?

- What?

Congratulations.

What happened to you at lunch today?

- I left early to meet with my agent.

- For what? - Look, I had

to get my audition piece.

I came home, I studied, and now I'm really tired.

So, can we just talk about this tomorrow?

- Hey. I'll come by tomorrow morning

and walk with you to school.

- Okay, okay, okay.

Let's just go, I'll see you tomorrow.

- Don't forget.

Tomorrow night's movie night.

- Darnell. - What?

- Can we just breathe a little?

- What?

- We are together every day at school.

Every night at home and every weekend.

Can I just breathe a little bit, please?

- We got plans to be together forever.

- I know, we did. - Did?

- Do, I mean, we do, but things change.

- Why would they change?

- You wanna go off and be an astronaut, don't you?

Do that.

- Hold on a second.

What's going on?

- What do you mean? - For the last 10 years

up until today, all you've ever told me was

that I can't be an astronaut.

Now, all of a sudden, I can?

What's going on?

- Darnell, we're just entering two different phases

of our lives after high school.

Okay?

Things can change.

I just don't want you to change your plans for me.

- Are you breaking up with me?

- No, Darnell, that's not what I'm saying, okay?

Look, guys, I really have a big audition tomorrow,

so is there anything important

that either of you have to tell me tonight?

- Yeah, son?

Start treating my boy here with some fucking respect.

I don't see him walking around,

talking to all his ex- girlfriends do you?

- First of all, I am the only girlfriend

he's ever had mother fucker, how dare you?

- Okay, y'all, enough.

See you at a school tomorrow.

- [Shante] Okay.

- Good luck with your audition.

- Thanks, good nights. - Yeah.

- Hearts together?

- Oh my God.

- Where's your necklace?

- Actually, on my nightstand in my bedroom,

I took it off to clean it.

- Mm-hm.

- Okay.

- See you guys tomorrow.

- So you then.

(lips smacking)

(light music)

- Yo, that kid sounds like the semi-grid.

- So, where were we?

(lips smacking)

(dramatic music)

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