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- Ooh, baby, what is this place?

- This look like some bull... up in here.

- Ah, there's... everywhere.

- Is that a rat? - Wha?

- Oh, oh! My chin, baby.

- I'm sorry. - Damn.

- Where are we?

- Is this how y'all treat Grandpa?

- Okay, this is your grandfather's nice home.

- Mm-hmm, now we know what to do when you guys get old.

- I'll... - Mm-hmm.

- We gonna drop y'all right here.

- Boy, I wish you would try to drop me somewhere.

- Calm down, Dad, don't be so hostile.

- I got scared for a second.

- I mean, Mom, Dad, how much are y'all paying for this place?

- Are we paying for this place?

Well, let's not focus on that,

let's focus on the beauty of that drive, right?

- That was a long... - Hey!

I'm the only one that say "ass" in this house.

- That's right.

- Yeah, that was a long-ass ride.

- It was a long-ass drive.

- Excuse me, gotta go to the bathroom.

- Baby, there was one by the door.

I think you should go try to find it.

- Say what?

- Are you sure? - Are y'all tripping?

- What?

- This place looks haunted.

- It is not haunted.

- Didn't a whole bunch of old people die here?

- That's why there's a graveyard across the street.

Mm.

- Go... go.

Go, go, go, help your sister find a bathroom!

Get out of here, go! - Okay.

But if I don't come back,

just bury me in that graveyard with the old people.

- Yeah, with your phone, I'm sure.

- Yeah, but get a great shot for the Gram

so I can at least get some followers when I'm dead.

Come on.

- Uh, b-b-baby, it does look a little rundown in here.

- Rundown? This... is tore up.

- Yeah, and you said your grandfather lives here?

- Yeah.

- How?

When was the last time you came to visit him?

- When my grandmother died.

- It's been that long? - Mm-hmm.

- Uh! - Ah!

- That be two years, six months, four hours,

and three days.

Hook me, son.

Hook me, Leah.

- I... I'll pass.

- Where them little naughty-head bastards at?

- Grandpa, are you talking about my children?

- Yeah, them little rugrats.

- Hey, don't talk about my kids like that.

- Shit, you the one call them that...

- Honey, do you?

- Well, nah, no, no, I said... no, not that.

- You know I love them.

- Well, where are they?

- They went to the bathroom.

- Oh, I'll be damned.

- Why you say that? - Uh, never mind.

- Did you find it?

- Yeah, but there's no running water.

- And a bucket where the toilet used to be.

- There is no way... - What?

- Grandpa, what is going on?

And where is everybody?

- Well, you ain't gonna believe this..., but check it out.

The health department... take a look... closed this place down,

and I'm the only one living here.

- What?

- Yeah.

- Whoa, wait, Pop, you here by yourself?

- Yes, sir.

- Ah, no, I'm calling the police, man.

That's elderly abuse.

- No, no, no, I might get arrested.

- What?

- For murder.

- What?

- I'll hook the... with this.

- Alright now, Grandpa.

Wait, what are you talking about, man?

- Yeah, I don't know, boy.

- Is he slipping? - You know, you can never tell

with these old people. - Hey, stop it.

- But it's true.

{n8} - Grandpa Vinny...

{n8} what you talking about?

{n8}- Well, uh... a couple mofos died in this mofo.

{n8}- I'm sure a lot of people died here.

{n8}This is literally a place where old people go to die.

{n8} - Hey, stop it.

{n8}- I mean, I'm getting older by the second.

{n8}Do I need Botox? A little wrinkle...

{n8} - No, uh...

{n8} - Grandpa, are you okay?

{n8}- Hell yeah, I got diabetes, beat cancer,

{n8} and I'm still here.

That's why I got one...

- Okay, man, alright, enough about your...

Are you okay? - Uh-uh-uh,

not... s-s-s.

Don't disrespect the singularity, boy.

Yeah, I'm fine, why you ask?

- Well, why you think you murdered somebody?

- Well, I don't think.

I know.

I hooked that...

- Ain't that what he said?

- Oh, he got that old people "I forget everything" disease.

- I am warning you two.

- Ssh, don't get me grounded.

You know she likes to take phones away.

- And I will right now.

- I don't have mine. Do you... - Me neither.

- I left it in the car. - Mm-hmm.

- Alright, Grandpa.

Cut the crap, man, what's going on?

- Okay.

The year was 1947.

Satchel Paige was playing football for

the American White People ...League.

- What are you talking about?

- History,...

- Hey, do not use that language in front of...

- Them... no... - Grandpa...

- Okay, let's see, um, there was seven of us here, right?

Then one person died, and then another person died,

then another pers... that was 3 people died in 20 minutes.

Just bam, bam, bam dead, just like that.

Then the health department brought their ass in here

for some reason and shut the place down.

Now, the old lady who was working, before she died,

she sold the place.

And here we are.

- Who is we?

- Well, uh, me and my plants.

- What?

- Yeah, well, don't tell nobody,

but I grow weed in the backyard

behind the dumpster.

I got a... - Grandpa,

that's illegal, man.

- Boy, that ain't illegal.

I got a license in here somewhere.

- You do not have a license to grow weed, man.

- Yes, I do have a license, boy.

Show what I'm talking about.

I got it from... I got it from a one-eyed rapper.

We was in business together.

- That's Fetty Wap, mm-hmm. - Fetty Wap.

- No, no, his name was Wink.

- I don't care what his name is, man, that's illegal.

- Not here in Colorado.

- Wait, wait, wait, ain't we in Georgia?

- Minor details.

...your map, son.

- Grandpa, are you trying to go to jail or what?

- Boy, if I go to jail, they'll tear my ass up.

I can't even wipe with this thing.

That's funky. - Ew.

- Yeah, he definitely slipping.

Slipping. - Mm, for real.

- Keep it up.

- Uh, she's gonna take away my phone.

- Okay, no see, I'm gonna have it disconnected.

- Uh, you know that is the death of me.

- Well, then stop it.

- I won't say another word. - Thank you.

- Well, I don't know why you're worried.

There's no reception out here.

- Wait, what? - Yep.

- No, what about the Wi-Fi?

- Nope.

- What the hell? - Oh, I wish you would!

I wish you would! - Oh!

Baby, I'm dirty, I'm dirty, I'm dirty.

- I'm sorry.

- Why the hell these... Keep asking for waffles?

They're making me hungry. All this weed I done smoked.

- Grandpa, it's Wi-Fi.

- Why the... do I care?

- Grandpa!

- Oh, oh, you talking about the internets.

- Yes. What literally all people have in this day and age.

- Well, you know, back in my day,

what we had... - Yeah, yeah, we know,

we know, two cans and string.

- Let me ask you something, son.

What one of these kids you don't give a damn about?

- It's you.

- Yeah, my son.

- 'Cause I'll kill his ass for ya.

Alright, y'all stop.

- You better tell him. - Hold on, hold on,

hold on, Grandpa.

Look, we need to get back to the subject at hand, okay?

- I'll be damned, did she just say the subject at hand?

Boy, you two-handed people make my ass sick.

That's me giving you the finger.

- Grandpa, look, man, nobody's supposed to leave you

here alone, I'm calling the police.

I want the owner arrested. - No, the hell you don't!

- Yes, I do.

- Grandson, do you love me?

What the hell take you so long?

- I had to think about it, yeah, I love you, man.

- Okay, well, then don't do that.

- Why not?

- Let's just say if you love me, you wouldn't do it.

- No, I'm calling them because I love you.

- What your dad trying to do is turn me into the man!

- Man, what are you talking about?

- No, Grandpa, listen.

He's right, okay?

- Then don't let his ass do that.

- No, okay, we need to call the authorities.

- Well, I'll be damned.

Did she just say "authorities"?

- Yes, she did.

- Okay, what black woman married to a black man

in this day and time uses the word "authority"?

- I guess this one.

Hurt your hand again, didn't you?

Squats, baby. -

- Buns of steel.

- Mom and Dad, gross!

- No, no, Grandpa, I'm calling... - No, no, no!

- Why not?

- Okay, you want the owner arrested?

- Yes. - The real damn owner?

- Yes, man. - Yes!

- You want his ass locked up? - Yes.

- Yes, you shouldn't be here alone like this, man.

This is wrong.

- Well, damn it, that's me.

- What?

- I'm the owner.

- What? - Yeah!

- No, no, you did what?

- I got a hook hand, but your ass can't hear.

- No, man, I can hear, I'm just trying to make sure

I heard what I thought I heard.

- I bought the place.

- How?

- With money, dumbass!

- Grandpa, how did you buy it?

- Well, okay, you know that stuff they call money?

That you use to exchange stuff with?

If you have a girl over, you leave like maybe 100,

then you say, "That's way too much,"

so you take 50 back... and then you says,

"My wife and hand sanitizer in the other room,

and get your ass up before my wife get here."

- Please don't talk like that in front of my kids.

- Are you really saying this to me?

- I can't believe your ass.

Are you really asking me what "bought" is?

- Babe, you better get him before I bust him

in the head. - Don't do it.

Don't do it, babe, don't do it. You got it, you got it.

- Just one hook, but I can hear you,...!

- Grandpa, I was not asking you that.

- Okay, then what was you asking me?

- Grandpa, you know what I'm saying.

- Tell your daddy I bought the place.

- Dad! He bought the place!

- Boy, I know what he's saying, don't play with me!

What are you talking about?

- Again, I bought it.

- With what money?

- Uuuuuh...

let's see, uh...

ah...

well, what would have been your inheritance.

- Ain't this some...?

- Honey, honey, honey, it's okay, it's okay.

- No, no, that money was supposed to be for the kids.

- It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, baby, it's okay.

- Wait, that money was supposed to be for us?

- Oh! Oh, hell... - Sshh, ssh, sssh.

Oh, check it.

- Boy!

You couldn't wait for your old grandmomma to die.

She was an old, amazing...

- Grandpa!

- No, man, she couldn't ...a blimp.

Grandpa!

- Grandpa, please, I asked you to stop talking about stuff

like that in front of my kids.

- I'm talking about riding on the blimp.

They saw your grandmomma with her big ass.

Her big ol' ass.

Nice ass.

Hook that ass.

- Get your Granddaddy.

- Stop talking about my grandmother like that.

- No, go on and say it.

You glad your grandmomma dead.

- That is not true. I loved Grandma.

- No, you didn't. - Yes, I did.

- Well, here's a shocker.

Newsflash.

She left me the money to give to your... ass daddy.

And I bought the place.

- Why would you do that?

- Because. - What?

- Because you're a spoiled brat.

- Grandpa.

- Boy, the only reason you brought your ass to Colorado

was to get money.

- We're in Georgia.

- Again.

- Didn't I tell you about them punk-ass maps?

Stop listening to white people.

The Earth is flat!

- Oh my gosh.

- He clearly did not go to school.

- Look, what you saying about me not loving Grandma

is not true.

- Boy, everybody know you up there struggling.

- Yeah, that may be so, but...

- Word is you out there shaking that ass for a piece of change.

- So that's why he was doing them squats.

- Hey, hey, hey. - Wow.

- I came here...

- To get money.

- No, I came here...

- Look, I don't care why we come here, where is the Wi-Fi?

I'm getting itchy.

- She... she kinda getting... she kinda getting depressed

over this. - Shhhh-uh!

- Grandpa! - Ah, ah!

Beating an old man with a hook in his hand, heaven help you.

- I'm sorry, man.

- No, you're not.

- I am.

- No, you're not!

- I said I am.

- No, you're not!

- How many times are we gonna go through this, Grandpa?

- I turned my hearing aid down, you can talk all night.

- I came here 'cause I love you.

- Bull...!

Bull...!

- I do.

- Why don't you just go on back to Chicago?

- You can't stay here.

- Why not?

- Not in a place like this.

- Boy, this is the lap of luxury.

Got everything I need.

- Man, you cannot be serious.

- Yes, I am serious.

Now leave me the hell alo... ooh, this coffee's hot,

burning my... burning my hook.

Now leave me the hell alone!

- Baby, we cannot leave him here.

- Yes, we can.

- I said... hush.

- But you don't understand. - Sandra, really!

Okay, please.

- Hey, she giving you that look.

- What look?

- That look that says she's really serious.

Or maybe that's her "I have crabs" look.

- Both of you are on very thin ice.

- You know what?

I should just go on and die without Wi-Fi or cell service.

Can you hear me now?

'Cause I'll be six feet under.

- Go out to the car, little girl.

Go out to the car and wait.

- Fine. - Go!

Both of y'all!

Uh, baby. - Baby.

Baby, why would he be here?

- 'Cause you know he's stubborn.

- Yeah, I know.

- Well...

- I mean, but look at this place.

- Yeah, well, you know...

I wanted to talk to you about that.

- What?

- Well, what do you think about us moving back here?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, moving back to Georgia.

You know, like...

- Oh, you mean Colorado?

- Okay, we... we... we could move in here.

We could... we could redo the place, right?

- Baby. - No, no, no, no, no.

With your degree and mine, we could move in here

and make this thing work.

- But we don't know nothing about running a living facility.

- We ain't knew nothing about raising babies either,

but we did alright at raising them.

- Are you talking about Queen and Slim?

Baby, baby. - Yeah, yeah.

- Those are kids. - I know.

- We talking about old people.

- Okay, well, that's kind of like the same thing.

Oh Lord, I know, look at your granddaddy.

Yeah, yeah, you are so right.

- Baby, you think they got fleas here?

- At least roaches.

- 'Cause he's scratching a lot.

- Baby, baby, you gonna scratch...

You gonna scratch... you gonna scratch

your tracks out. - Okay, okay.

- Yeah, pat it.

Ooh, ooh, that just turned me on.

- Oh yeah? - Yeah, it felt like your ass.

- Stop. Look, okay, alright,

we can move in here, we can make some money, baby.

So what do you say?

- You really wanna move here and try to take this on?

- Uh, I mean it is your inheritance now.

- Yeah.

We might make it work, but them kids gonna die.

- No. - Are you sure?

- Yeah, they're gonna have to be.

You wanna know why?

- Why?

- 'Cause I'm standing by my man.

- Yeah. - And I love you so much, baby.

- You love me?

- Mm-hmm. Mm. - Mmm.

- I love you too, baby.

- Well, all be damned, dancing.

Your ass still here?

- Grandpa.

- Take your ass home.

- We are home.

- Baby, this is gonna be good.

- I'm so glad you're excited about it.

- Yeah.

Yeah, this is all your idea.

- Yeah, it is.

- My baby be thinking. - Mm-hmm.

- So go tell Grandpa.

- Ooh, no, I thought you was talking about telling the kids.

- Baby, baby, listen... - Ah-ah-ah.

- Look, this is your idea.

- No, no, no, no, I'll take my chance with the kids.

- Baby, listen. - Hmm?

- This was your idea, and he likes you.

- Uh, no, he don't.

- How you know that?

- 'Cause at our wedding he had a whole sign that said,

"Don't marry that..."

- Oh, yeah, yeah, I do remember that.

- Why you smiling?

- No, baby, you know that... was funny.

- No.

So go tell him.

- Alright, okay.

Alright, fine.

- Okay, thank you, baby.

I love you.

- Pop-Pop!

Leah got something she wanna tell you!

- Jeremy! No!

That... ain't got nothing to say to me.

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