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(static crackling)

(person coughs) (static crackling)

? Loyalty ain't the same ?

? Nah ?

? Born in the dark, ain't no silver spoon ?

? Nah ?

? East Oakland nights where the wolves come soon ?

? Whoa ?

? Momma on the pipe, pops locked in a tomb ?

? Damn ?

? So he learned real quick gotta hustle or lose ?

? Facts ?

? Got his first pack ran plays on the low ?

? Low ?

? O.G.s show love, but the price was a toe ?

? Tax ?

? Blood in the water, sharks in control ?

? So he stacked every dollar, put ice on his soul ?

? Frozen ?

? Shaka got money no time ?

? Time ?

? All these clowns get declined ?

? Woo ?

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

? Love ain't real, so my heart stay closed ?

(gentle piano music)

- You fell asleep reading this book again?

Momma. - Hm?

- You fell asleep reading your book again?

- I fell asleep.

- I got you.

Mom. (Mom exhales)

I really wish you didn't have to work so hard.

- Yeah. That makes the two of us.

But I got faith in you.

I know one day you're gonna take me away from all this.

- Like we always say-

- [Both] The right role or the right man

is all a part of a successful plan.

(Shante laughs)

- Give me some, girl.

Soon enough, Mom. I promise.

(gentle somber music)

(popcorn popping)

- [Brandy] Come here, baby. You're gonna miss the show.

- All right, all right, all right.

- Mm.

- Here you are my queen lady.

- Okay.

I could get used to this.

- Well, I've been trying to get you

to move in with me now.

- Mm-hm.

You gotta put a ring on it first.

- Think I wouldn't?

- No.

- Think long, think wrong, baby.

(laughs) You never know.

(couple laughs)

- Want some popcorn?

- Mm, I'll take some popcorn.

- What is this?

- What?

Hm?

- (gasps) Larry, oh my god!

(Larry chuckles)

Are you serious?

What is this?

No, no.

- For a long time,

I believed that I would

spend my life alone,

(Brandy laughs)

until I met you,

the only woman I want to share my love-

- Oh, baby.

- My life, and my home.

May I have your hand?

- Yes.

(Brandy laughs)

- Will you marry me? - Yes.

Yes.

(couple laughs)

Oh my god!

Oh my, it's beautiful.

Baby, this must have set you back 10 grand.

- Oh baby, that's not important.

It's nice, but it's the thought that counts.

It's our love that counts.

(Brandy laughs)

- So what you fattening us up for?

- Well, speaking of Larry-

- Ain't nobody speaking about Larry.

- I knew it.

Every time she bring home chicken

she come with a little surprise.

(gentle piano music)

- He proposed!

You guys, we're moving in with Larry.

- What? - Yes.

- You've only known him for a couple of months.

- So?

- Look, I don't say much about the revolving door

that goes on around here, but you ain't ever been so stupid

as to give up your welfare and section eight.

- Don't you ever call me stupid!

- Mom, Nyla didn't mean that.

- I put food in your mouth,

a roof over your head when your daddy left us,

and it ain't always been easy.

- Daddy didn't leave us, he died.

- However you wanna say it, that nigga ain't here.

Every morning I wake up and I know

what these days are gonna bring.

Struggle.

I've been in this shit for so long

I don't even know what it feels like to live anymore.

I don't know what it feels like to be happy anymore,

and then the minute I get a chance to be happy,

you wanna call me

fucking stupid! - Mom, wait!

- Sit your ass down!

Call me stupid again.

Call me stupid again.

That's what I thought.

Clean this shit up.

Making me waste my chicken.

- Yo, what's going on between you two?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- She been coming down hard on you lately.

- [Nyla] I don't wanna talk about it.

- When me and Shante graduate from high school

we're gonna get a place together.

You can come stay with us.

- Shante?

Darnell, that girl's all about herself.

- What's that mean?

- Everybody at school knows she a gold digger.

- I ain't got no gold.

- Boy, you practice.

Let's clean up.

- Practice?

Practice for what?

Mrs. Warren- - Hm?

- You know how to F it up in the kitchen.

This is good.

- Is that a good thing?

- Mom, fucking it up in the kitchen is a good thing.

- Hey, you watch your mouth, boy.

- Sorry.

- How's your mom doing?

- She's well.

I think we're about to move into a new home.

- Ooh.

- That's good.

I'm glad to hear that.

Well, that area that you're in, it's pretty bad.

- Yeah, well, it's all gonna change when you take office.

- Office?

What position?

- Oh, well, maybe mayor, maybe congressmen.

We'll see.

- Well, listen, whatever you decide,

me and the boys got your back 100%.

- Hey, well, as soon as I'm in there,

I think I'm gonna make you the next chief of police, buddy.

(Will laughs)

Cheers, buddy. - Yeah, we'll see.

- I've seen you a lot on TV this week, Mr. Warren.

You solved another murder.

- Yeah, I sure did.

I've been in homicide for nine years.

And that area that you're in, Darnell,

it is one of the worst.

As soon as I'm in office, I'm gonna clean this city up.

Starting with your hood.

(Stacey clears throat)

- So, Richard, graduating this year, right?

What are the plans?

- My man's gonna be a rapper.

(family laughs) Like T.I.P.

- Darnell's quite the jokester.

No, sir. I'm gonna be a police officer.

My dad here has already got an academy lined up for me.

I may do two years in the military,

but the end result is I will be part of the city's finest.

- Very nice.

- That's my boy.

- Yes, sir.

- And you, Darnell? What are your plans?

- Um, I'ma be an astronaut.

(family laughs)

- This kid.

Oh God, I love it.

(laughs) God, I needed that.

Oh my god, I needed that.

Yeah, so no, really, what are your plans?

- I'm gonna be an astronaut.

- [Mrs. Schultz] Oh, you're serious.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Has a black man ever been to outer space?

- Yeah.

Frederick Gregory, Guion Bluford, Ronald McNair.

- Get the fuck outta here.

- Really? - Why does nobody

know about this?

- Baby.

- Have you picked a college yet?

- Well, I thought about going

to Georgia Institute of Technology.

- Mm, that's great.

Yeah, my brother went there.

He works for NASA now.

- Really?. - Mm-hm.

So you'll be studying aeronautical engineering?

- Aero what?

- You're so funny.

Are you preparing for your STEM?

- What's a STEM?

- Okay. - You know what?

Enough school talk.

I'm sure Darnell will get around to all of that.

- Yeah. - Right?

- Yeah. - I'm sure he will.

(gentle somber music)

- Yeah.

Dream big, son.

- Maybe you should bring your mom over.

We'd like to have her for dinner sometime.

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, we'd love to have her.

- Thanks, Mrs. Warren.

You know what? - Hm?

- You cook almost good as a black woman.

I hope you know that.

(family chuckles)

- I know that's a good thing.

Nobody's better in the kitchen than a black woman.

- Mom. - Okay.

- What? It's true.

I mean, that's a compliment.

Thank you.

(Darnell chuckles)

(gentle somber music)

- This shit just flows.

Y'all can't compete.

Tearing up these rappers

like they fucking fresh meat (laughs).

- Dude, I think your parents are racist.

- You think?

- Why'd you lie to your dad like that?

- 'Cause he ain't down with the real me.

I've tried talking to him.

- And?

- He doesn't think I could be a rapper.

He hates the whole fucking lifestyle.

Shit, I wonder why he even lets you in the house sometimes.

- So when you graduate and you don't go to the academy,

then what?

- Man, fuck all that.

When I graduate, I'm out of here with the quickness.

My parents are gonna wake up one morning,

come into my room,

and there's gonna be pillows and basketballs and shit

underneath the covers.

- Yo, you good, Richard.

I mean, you real good.

All you need's a demo.

- Maybe we could, like, rob a store or somebody

to get that money.

Book me some fucking studio time

so I can lay down some bars,

we push that shit out, and never look back.

I mean, tell me I don't fucking got it.

Listen to this shit.

? I feel like talking some shit ?

? I'm a fucking pit bull chomping at the bit ?

? I feel like talking some shit ?

? Hey, let me off the leash and I'll chomp at the bit ?

? I walk around knowing I got it, my G ?

? 18 years old and these bars are so fleek ?

? This just just flows, y'all can't compete ?

? Tearing up these rappers like they're fucking fresh meat ?

- Hey. - Know what I'm saying, dude?

- I should have been giving you my money instead of Shante.

- That's what I'm saying.

(sighs) God damn.

Dog, you live in the hood.

You got any connects?

- Connections to what?

- Some fucking keys, man.

I'm trying to push some weight.

- Push some weight?

- Yeah, nigga. That's how all these rappers get started.

I just need somebody to put me on one fucking time.

(tense music)

- Thanks, Stacey. Everything was really great.

- No, you're welcome.

(tense music)

Mm.

- What the fuck was that?

- What was what?

- Inviting that nigger's mother into my house.

- I was just trying to be nice.

- You know I can't be seen around those kind of people.

Don't ever invite that kind of trash into my house again.

(tense music)

There he is.

- How's it going, boss?

- Good to see you, man. Good to have you over.

- Thanks for having us, man.

- Absolutely. - I appreciate it.

You know, every time I'm over here,

I just marvel at this Walther.

- Yeah, it was my grandfather's.

Smuggled that bad boy out of Germany in World War II.

They say that that is-

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I know, I know, I know.

That's the Walther that killed Hitler.

- That's right.

(both laugh)

- Yeah, every Walther has its story, right?

It's all got a history.

Some's fantastic, some are fantasy. (laughs)

- That one's fantastic. Come on.

- Yeah, sure it is.

- Come on.

(utensil scraping)

- Stace.

Stace, did Joe do that?

Sometimes they don't know how to leave that stress at work

and they take it out on us.

All we can do is be there for them.

(Stacey gasps)

- Why do you let him do this to you?

- Why do you let Joe do it?

- Joe gets a little rough with the grabbing,

but nothing like this.

Why don't you just leave?

- He's a cop.

You don't just leave cops.

You pray they get shot in the line of duty.

(gentle somber music)

(jazzy upbeat music)

- All right. - All right.

We're here.

(Larry laughs)

Get out and see

the new home. - Go in there!

(Brandy laughs)

? Let's make this love last a life time ?

- Come on, hurry up.

I can't wait for you guys to see the inside.

- Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

? All the pleasure ?

- It's beautiful.

- Wait 'til you see the inside.

(couple laughs)

Oh, yeah. ? Now that the rain ?

? Is slowly pitter patting ?

? We are lost inside our love ?

- All right. - Come on, come on.

- Come on, come on. - Come on.

(Larry laughs)

Look here, Brandy. - Isn't it nice?

- Yeah.

Well, Brandy.

Why don't you take Nyla upstairs and let her pick her room?

- Okay, come on.

(Larry laughs)

- I'm gonna talk with Darnell.

Come here.

What do you think?

- I think it's too good to be true.

- You know, I want us to get off on the right foot,

and I just wanna let you know that I love your mother,

and I'm gonna do right by her.

And I'm gonna do right by you,

and I'm gonna do right by your sister, understand?

- You know what?

- What?

- She deserves this.

I mean, you.

She's been through a lot, you know?

- I know.

- Just don't hurt her.

- Nah. I won't.

I won't hurt your mom.

Look, why don't you go and get settled in?

- Well, what room am I in?

- Well, me and your momma, we got the master,

and your sister, she's upstairs right now picking her room.

There's two more rooms left.

Your pick. Go ahead on.

- Really?

- Oh, yeah.

- Hey, Larry?

Thanks.

- I'm with your momma. That's thanks enough.

(jazzy upbeat music)

? These white collar days ?

- All right.

That's your room. - Oh, it's cute.

(Brandy laughs)

- Nyla, can I speak with you for a little bit?

- Um.

- Please. - Sure.

- I really don't wanna feel like I have to compete

with my own daughter.

- What do you mean?

- Your texts with Steve.

- How many times do I have to tell you?

Steve raped me.

And if you wouldn't have come in when you did,

I don't know what he would've did

to keep me from telling you.

- Nyla, I saw the way that you guys looked at each other.

- I looked at him like a father figure, like most of the men

that you brought into my life.

I tried to stop him. I couldn't.

- Well, you know, that's not what he said.

- This is why most girls don't tell when they're raped.

Because of what you're doing to me right now.

You're accusing me like it's my fault.

I'm your own daughter and you don't even believe me.

- Well, I wanna believe you-

- Then believe me, Mom!

Please just believe me!

He raped me. It's the truth.

- I'm sorry.

I mean, I...

I'm sorry.

I never stopped to think that maybe you were the victim,

and not me.

I didn't even consider

how this must have made you feel

and how hurt you were by this.

- Yeah, it did. It hurt.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, baby. Can you forgive me?

- There's nothing to forgive.

I mean, he hurt us both.

- But I'm here.

I'm here for you now, okay?

Okay, I'm here for you.

- Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

(gentle somber music)

- Okay, we needed that moment.

- Yes. - We needed that.

Okay.

We get new beginnings, new start, new life.

Okay?

- I'm happy for you, Mom.

Like, let's make this the best family it can possibly be.

- Oh, thank you. (laughs)

- I'm so happy. - Hey, get unpacked.

- Yes.

- Okay.

(phone chimes)

(tense music)

- You wanna go back to my house

and finish up this romantic evening with a little dessert?

- Shante, we're gonna need to dial it back a little bit.

- What do you mean?

- I mean people are starting to talk.

Now shit's getting back to my girlfriend.

- I thought you were done with her.

- I thought you were done with Darnell.

- I am.

Look, Darnell's like a lost little puppy

that just follows you home.

- Look, none of that matters.

We knew what this was when it started.

- Yeah, Clay, but look where we are now.

- Yeah.

We're in a restaurant talking about going back to your crib

and fucking again.

Look, Shante, I don't wanna hurt your feelings-

- Then don't.

- I also don't wanna hurt Sheila's.

- Then don't.

- Yeah, this shit's on the shelf, Shante.

Good luck.

- Good luck? ? Spend the evening ?

? On the couch ?

? I'm even eating better need a vino red ?

? I could leave my phone around her ?

? Wrote a album out of all the emo feelings ?

? Found a better spot to let my hair down ?

? Feeling elevated, hear them rambling ?

? People talk to me, It's Helen Keller ?

? I don't ever hear 'em ?

? I don't never ever let a hater get me ?

? I don't give a shit about a Bentley ?

? Met me many times before ?

? But time, it wasn't mine ?

? But yours is mine, the drama's over ?

? I've been sure about it ?

? Out of all the finest, all the artists ?

Even if it's something smaller,

can we just do a smaller role?

I've prepped so hard for this. I need this.

I need to book this, please.

Miranda, just, can you find out?

(Shante sobs)

Okay.

- You'll get the next one.

- Huh?

- I overheard your conversation,

and it's just one audition.

You'll get the next one.

- I can handle rejection.

It's everything.

- Well, it's not like I was eavesdropping,

but I overheard your conversation at the table,

and, girl, don't ever cry over a dick.

There's way too many of them out there

to be getting your heart broken.

- I'm not heartbroken over dick.

That guy's probably gonna go number one

in the draft one day.

It's a missed opportunity.

- Well, that sounds like a girl who knows what she wants.

You're dating Darnell, right?

- If I can't do any better in life than that, I'm fucked.

- I remember when I was your age.

I wanted the world.

- What happened?

- I became a school teacher.

Talk about unfulfilled.

But then I was introduced to this person,

and they showed me a different side of life.

You wanna meet him?

- Okay.

- Okay, yeah.

But before we go out there, we need to clean you up.

Okay?

- I probably look like a mess.

- Hey, I got something in my purse. We can fix that.

- Okay.

(tense music)

Flossy?

I'm sorry, I can't- - You can't what?

- Everybody knows Flossy's a pimp.

- But didn't you just say you wanted to be an actress?

- Yes.

- Mm, do you have an agent?

- Yeah, I do.

- And what do they do?

- They introduce me to people who can get me a job.

- And then what?

- If I get the job, they take their 10% of my earnings,

and then they get me another job.

- Mm. And you think they ain't pimps?

(women chuckle)

Fuck.

- Auditions are for suckers.

- Mm-hm.

- Everybody knows the big roles are always

casting on the couch.

- You don't think I know that?

You don't think my moms hipped me to that?

- I don't know what your moms hipped you to.

You wanna get on that couch?

- Yeah.

- How bad you want it?

- You know what, prove it.

- Prove what?

- Prove that you know somebody famous.

- Name somebody. - No, fuck her.

- No, no- - This bitch trying-

- No, no, no, no, no.

I got it, sis. Name somebody.

- Uh.

Roland Towers.

(women laugh)

- Roland.

Roland. - Roland Towers.

Shit.

That's goddam number one on the list.

That's the biggest actor in Hollywood.

- Yeah.

Big dreams.

(woman laughs)

(tense music)

- Maybe I should go.

I didn't mean to be too forward.

- No. - Maybe you should.

- [Brenda] Just wait.

- Okay.

- Here.

Somebody wanna talk to you.

- Hello.

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

It's Roland Towers!

I'm one of your biggest fans.

Yes, I hope I get to meet you someday.

Okay.

(tense music)

- Yeah, we'll be in touch.

- So, are you like my new agent now?

(group laughs)

- Yeah, something like that.

But before we even get into all that,

what's up with you and Darnell?

- Nothing serious.

High school.

- Well, that nothing serious has become nothing.

- So what are you saying?

- I'm saying if I'm gonna be introducing you

to people that could change your life,

you can't have some snot-nosed kid hanging on

and causing you and me issues.

- Well, consider Darnell done.

I've been trying to get rid of him for a minute now.

What better reason than this to make it all final?

- Okay.

Yeah, but you've gotta get rid of them rags.

- What's wrong with my clothes?

- Yeah, that shit is terrible.

- Yeah, I can't have you meet clients looking like that.

- Well, I don't have money to buy any new clothes.

- Ask your agent. (laughs)

- All right, well get your act together,

then come back and see me.

- But, wait, wait.

Flossy, don't you think we should advance it to her,

you know?

So when she's meeting these people for these auditions,

she's ready.

(tense music)

- Okay.

Let's start with the tab.

That sound good to you?

- Yes!

Yes.

And then I could meet Roland Towers?

- You can count on it.

- Yay!

(woman laughs)

- So what you wanna talk about?

- Us.

- What about us?

- Well...

Hey, isn't that Larry?

- Yo, is that nigga cheating on my mom?

- What are you gonna do?

What, where are you going?

- I'ma call his ass out.

- Darnell, I don't think that's a good idea.

- Then what should I do, Shante?

- Maybe you should just stay out of it altogether.

- What kind of advice is that?

Nah, man, fuck that.

Yo, I'll catch up with you later.

- Wait, Darnell, where are you going?

- To tell my mom.

- But I need to talk to you, Darnell.

- Damn, Shante!

Why does everything always have to be about you

and what the fuck you need?

Can't you see that motherfucker is cheating on my mom?

She gave up everything for his ass!

I'll catch up with you later.

(gentle somber music)

I mean, fuck, man.

It's just like the last nigga.

- Darnell, it could have been his sister,

or a cousin, a friend.

It could have been anybody.

- Hell no.

I know what I saw.

- It's really not our business, Darnell.

Don't say anything.

We just started living like normal people.

- I can't believe this shit.

The little piece of security we had.

She gave that shit up.

- Exactly why you can't say anything.

Please.

- She deserves better than that.

- You can't do nothing about it.

Don't say anything.

- We do too.

(smooth jazzy music)

- Come on.

- Go ahead, bring the girls out.

- Family meeting.

Come on.

(smooth jazzy music)

- Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies.

I would like to introduce you

to the newest member of our family.

- Hm, she's pretty.

Will she be staying with us?

- Nah.

She need to finish some things at home first,

but afterwards, who knows?

- I'm actually moving to Hollywood pretty soon.

(women laugh)

- [Shante] Why is that so funny?

- You know how silly women are.

Let's give you a new look.

- Let's go.

- Bye.

(smooth jazzy music)

? Wanna bathe myself in you ?

(knocking on door)

- Come in.

? Wanna break my soul in two ?

- Damn.

You look stunning.

- Do you remember me?

- From where?

- About nine years ago

I met you at one of Darnell's parties,

and I was in the mirror feeling bad about myself.

And you told me- (Flossy laughs)

- Oh. The ugly duckling.

- Yep.

You were the only person to ever tell me

that I was beautiful, even though I wasn't.

- Sometimes you gotta look past where people are

and look at where they're going.

? I wanna be holy like you ?

- (clears throat) Flossy?

I have to take off.

- Then take off.

- Yeah, that's the problem.

I'm going to meet Ed Winfield.

- The actor? - Yeah.

Anyway, he's with a friend, and-

- Uh, say no more.

Shante, you're gonna be with Ed.

Well, maybe you will,

but it's your first chance to hang out with the ladies.

You ready?

- So what do I have to do?

- You'll figure it out.

- Well, come on, girl.

Get your purse. Come on, let's go.

? What would I give for your cool ?

- Six kids, two dogs, under an umbrella.

Why don't they get wet?

- Because they huddled together.

- No, six kids, two dogs.

Nope.

- I don't know, baby. I give up.

Why didn't they get wet?

- Because it wasn't raining.

(group laughs)

- [Brandy] You are so funny.

- So Nyla, you dating somebody?

- What kind of question is that to ask my sister?

- It's just a question.

- I got a riddle for everybody.

- All right, champ. Let's hear it.

- A man gets out of a Benz with his hand on a woman's ass.

- [Larry] Mm-hm.

- Who was the man?

- What kind of riddle is that?

(Larry laughs)

- I give up. Who's the man?

- It's (pounds table) Larry.

(Larry laughs)

- Baby, what kind of riddle is that?

- I mean, what are you talking about, boy?

That riddle don't make no sense.

- It's not a riddle.

Momma, I saw Larry today on Peach Street

making out and huddled up with another woman

on the corner store.

And don't think I didn't see the way you look at Nyla.

- Let it go. Let it go, captain.

- Mom, did you hear me?

I saw this nigga with another woman.

He's playing you. - Maybe,

maybe it's not what you think you saw.

Drop it, okay?

- Now you know ain't no other woman, right?

And accusing me of looking at your sister

crosses a line.

You didn't see what you thought you saw.

- I know what the fuck I saw.

- When this nigga start smoking crack? He lying.

- Leave it alone, Darnell.

- What?

Mom-

- Enough, nigga.

Shit.

I take you into my goddam house

when all these other niggas abandoned you and your momma,

and this how you repay me?

Just come into my house and lie on me?

- Larry, baby.

- You believe this little bitch ass nigga?

- No, I think he don't know what he saw.

- You're damned right he don't know what he saw.

Shit.

Don't let this little motherfucker

mess up your good thing, now.

- Darnell, you need to apologize.

- Mommy.

I'm not lying. I know what I saw.

- Hell no. Hell no.

I ain't living like this.

What you gonna do about this, Brandy?

- What? - What you gonna do

about this?

- He's not gonna do it again.

- He not gonna do it again ain't good enough.

Something need to be done about this

before I do something about it.

And I tell you for true,

you don't want me to do nothing about it.

(somber music)

- Darnell, you gotta go.

- What?

- You gotta leave, Darnell.

I said you've gotta leave.

I don't wanna hear shit else.

Get your shit and get out.

I said get your shit and get out!

- Mom.

- Do you wanna go with him?

(somber music)

(Darnell sniffles)

(somber music)

- Get me some more whiskey.

(chair squeaks)

(gentle music)

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