All language subtitles for This Is Us 5x13 - Brotherly Love (English)

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Hey, Randall, take the next part.

Yeah, come on. You got this, bro.

How is your brother blacker
than you, Randall?

Randall's an Oreo.

Hello there, Randall.
I'm sorry, I can't do this.

Dad?

If I had been there,

I would've walked through literal fire

and I would've pulled that man out.

Hmm.

Well, Kev, I guess we'll never
know because you weren't there.

And he died ashamed of you.

You know, I used to think the
worst thing that happened to me

was the day that Dad died.

It's the day they brought you home.

Growing up, I, uh, I just had
to keep so many things to myself

because I didn't want
to make you guys feel bad.

I'm calling to ask you
to be my best man.

Absolutely.

Uh, I'd be honored.

When you stand up there next to me,

I don't want there to be
anything between us.

What if I come... What if I come out?

- What if I come see you?
- Yeah, brother,

that's-that's cool with me.

Well, all right, then.
I'll book the fight.

Yeah.

Definitely a lot of moisture swirling in

from that low-pressure center.

Once it cross I-70
and hit that cold air?

Time for the heavy coats.

Sorry, enough about snow.

- Hmm?
- Mm-hmm.

Mmm. How was your day, honey?

Honestly, I wouldn't mind
a snow day or two.

If I have to explain
the Dewey Decimal System

- one more time...
- That's, uh,

Donald Duck's nephew, right?

Hush.

Hmm.

Sounds like we're gonna have
to grab your winter coat

and gloves from the basement
for school tomorrow.

- Mm-hmm.
- Randall?

Randall?

That's okay, bud.

I got it, hmm?

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Yeah, well, I knew Randall was obsessed,

but it looks like Mister Rogers
has his hooks in Kev now, too.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm just about to tell 'em.

Okay.

Now would you please go enjoy
your girls' weekend?

Yeah.

Hey, kiss Katie girl three times for me.

Okay. Yeah, I love you, too. Bye.

Hey, boys?

I have a big surprise for you.

Boys, hey.

Okay, so gigantic news.

I'm just gonna,
I'm gonna turn this off gently.

- Dad! We was watching it!
- Dad!

Yeah, no, I know. Hey, look,
don't jump down my throat.

I got a question for you.

What is better than watching
Mister Rogers on TV? Huh?

Maybe going and seeing
Mister Rogers live in person?

That's right.
Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

is filmed right here in Pittsburgh.

The man himself, he wants to
chat with some little neighbors.

So what do you say?
Do you guys want to go?

- Yeah!
- Yeah, that's right.

That's right. Of course
you want to go. We want to go.

Hey, I'm gonna use
these hands a little later

because we're gonna write
a thank-you note

to Pete in construction
for getting us on the list.

Right? Okay, so, your spoons are down,

I want your jammies off.

And then we'll go, go, go, go, go.

Get those jams off. Come on.

Randall, I said I wasn't finished yet.

What?

You know I like to drink
the milk at the end.

Oh. Sorry.

You know, Randall, I know
Kevin's visit has you on edge,

but let's not let the sweet,
sweet cereal milk suffer for it.

It's just so... formal.

I mean, he's flying all the way
out here to talk about...

you know...

Your racially-charged childhood?

- That's not what I was...
- Randall.

I asked for this, here it is,

and now I wish I could
put it off for another 40 years.

Randall, the man is coming

across country
to have a long-awaited talk.

This needs to happen.

I know. And it will.

Well, I am taking the girls ice skating,

clearing out for the day.

Let you two have your space.

- Y'all can stay if you want.
- Oh, no.

You know good and well,
if the girls see him first,

they will be sucking up

all of Uncle Kevin's time and attention.

Look, you said his acting was trash

and his father died ashamed of him.

He said he hated
that they ever adopted you.

Can't get any worse.

It can get worse.

What up?

The Fresh Prince
has finally arrived in L.A.

- How was the cab ride, man?
- Oh, it was fine, I guess.

Yeah?

Didn't think there'd literally
be palm trees everywhere.

Did you whistle for a cab,

and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh"

and it had dice in the mirror?

You're stupid.

Wait, so you've been
in this apartment for two months

and this is all your furniture?
I mean, where'd you get it?

The streets?

Yeah, pretty much.

Wait, we're not gonna be
sharing the same bed, right?

'Cause I would rather just stay
at the hotel with the team.

You call Model U.N. a "team"?

Shut up.

Hey, so, we partying this week or what?

Nah, no. If I'm not studying,

I'm gonna be dipping in
and out for team meetings.

Randall, it's your spring break, man.

It's your first time visiting me, okay?

It's the perfect opportunity
for us to own L.A.,

just the two of us.

Well, I don't know, I guess a little fun

could loosen me up for the conference.

- Tonight? Huh?
- T... uh...

Fine.

There he is.

Let's pregame.

- There he is.
- Hey.

- Get in here.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- How you doing, man?

- All right.
- You good?

- I'm good, man. Yeah.
- Good.

You, uh... Decent flight?

- Huh?
- Decent flight?

Oh, y... Nah, no.

Yeah, it was a mixed bag, actually.

You know, I, uh,
I-I dominated on easy sudoku,

and then I moved up a level
and got smoked, so...

Well, you're either
an all-star or a ball boy.

- No in-betweens in sudoku.
- That is true.

- It's what I've learned.
- Yeah.

Anyway...

Sorry. I keep checking this...

I-I'm expecting a call
from Robert De Niro.

We're supposed to talk about
our reshoots, and I feel myself

compelled to constantly check my phone

to make sure the battery's
not dying, because...

- You walked out of set on him.
- Yeah, that's right.

- My brother, walking out on Bobby D.
- Well, it's...

Don't let yourself get
too attached to anything

that you're not willing to
walk out on in 30 seconds flat

if you feel the heat around the corner.

It's Heat.

Yeah. That's good.

Thank you.

Listen, I don't want

- to beat around the bush...
- Need some water?

No? Hmm?

Uh... I'm... I'm fine.

Um...

Look, I just feel like it would
be easy to start catching up,

you know, and fall back into our rhythm

without actually talking.

And I don't want this
to get away from me.

Randall, there are some things
I need to say to you.

Here we go.

Here we go.

- You guys excited? Yeah.
- Yeah.

Mister Rogers will be arriving
soon, gang, and he loves

talking with boys and girls
like yourselves.

Let's hurry up so
everyone has a good seat.

Name? All right.

Here you go.

And, uh, here you go.

- Thank you.
- And...

- Uh...
- Hey, uh, Jack Pearson.

- We should be on the list.
- Uh...

Yep. Yeah, no, we got you.

- And, uh, how many kids you got?
- Just two.

Fantastic.

There you go.

- And there you go.
- Uh...

Actually, no, these, uh,
these two are mine.

- Right here.
- Oh. Oh, my God.

I-I'm so sorry. That's, um,
that's-that's my fault.

No, no, it's not a
problem. It's not a problem.

It's an easy mistake.
Happens all the time.

We're just happy
to be on the list. Right?

Yeah. Randall here, he's a huge,
huge fan of Mister Rogers.

So if maybe, like, there's
a, uh, a special seat,

think that'd be nice.
Wouldn't you like that, bud?

Yeah.

Uh... of course.

Great. Thanks.

Let's get this lanyard on.

All right, my man.

All right, you're an official neighbor

of Mister Rogers now.

Right? Look at that.

It says you're special.

I'm gonna get you a special seat, huh?

Maybe outside of the kitchen?

? Ah, ha, hush that fuss ?

? Everybody move to the back
of the bus ?

? Do you want to bump
and slump with us? ?

? We the type of people
make the club get crunk ?

? Ah, ha, hush that fuss,
everybody move ?

? To the back of the bus ?

? Uh-huh, uh-huh ?

? Baby, yeah, yeah ?

? Say ah, ha, hush that fuss ?

? Everybody move to
the back of the bus... ?

Wow.

Now that I think about it,
you're definitely

more of a Carlton than a Fresh Prince.

Whatever, I'm just getting warmed up.

Yo, aren't we supposed to be going out?

Like, you know, when do we
actually, you know, go out?

Yeah.

Uh... right now.

I took the imitative of getting
us some fake IDs, bro.

Oh, Jesus. Oh...

Hey, I get getting the bed frame
off the side of the street,

but did you have to get the art
off the side of the road, too?

Yeah, uh, a friend of mine

gave that to me.

I didn't... I didn't want to be mean.

Here.

No time to get fancy, I just borrowed it

from a buddy of mine in acting class.

But it looks nothing like me.
He's... he's pushing 40.

Who cares?

He's a Black guy, you're a Black guy.

It'll be fine.

Hey. I'm telling you, it's
gonna get the job done, okay?

Promise.

Speak freely, man.

Obviously I had
a conversation with Kate.

On our birthday.

She clearly relayed some things to you.

Yeah, she did.

Um...

Look, Randall. I'm not blind, okay?

I understand...

that it must've been difficult for you

growing up a Black kid
in a white family.

And I know...

being the only Black kid in
your school wasn't easy either.

Sure.

I've been thinking a lot
about high school.

Um, the prom. You remember the-the prom?

That girl you took...
the redhead... what's her name?

- Allison.
- Allison. That's right.

You took Allison to the prom

only to have her dad
treat you... awfully.

The guy was a racist prick.

I should've done more to protect you

in that situation, Randall.

I wish I would have.

You know, I was standing
right there, man.

I-I didn't...

I didn't do anything.

I should've protected you. I'm sorry.

I've been thinking a lot
about that, you know.

And I'm sorry if you ever felt alone.

And I'm sorry
if your childhood wasn't...

what you wanted it to be.

And I am genuinely sorry, Randall...

...if I played any part

in ever making you feel alone or bad.

Ever.

It's something I should've said
a long time ago.

And I wanted to come here,
I wanted to look at you,

right in the eye, and
I want to say it to your face.

Thanks, Kev.

Hey.

Come on, Randall,
so, what I'm trying to say is,

honestly, man, from the bottom
of my heart, I'm...

- I'm really sorry.
- Yeah, man.

And I appreciate it.

Okay, good, 'cause it just...

it doesn't really seem like you do.

It's a very kind sentiment.

It was a beautiful monologue.

You're annoyed with me.

Trying not to be.

Man, I got to s...
I'm-I'm a little lost here.

I don't know, I don't know what...

what you're expecting from me.

Kev, honestly, I don't know.

- You don't know?
- I don't.

- But you're annoyed with me?
- I'm trying not to be.

I think I'm gonna get a little air.

Randall, look, man.

I said I need some air, Kev.

- As in "give me space for a sec."
- Yeah.

I've been giving you space for
a sec for a really long time.

You've been unhappy with us.

You said there were things...

uh, that happened in our family
that we didn't acknowledge,

things we didn't see.

You've been cold-shouldering me
for about a year now.

We've both been cold-shouldering
each other, Kev.

Randall. Come on.

I'm glad you recognize

how messed up the prom situation was.

But you're just glossing over
one overt moment of racism

with an obviously prepared
speech of things

- that you think I want to hear.
- Well, that's not fair.

Then you hit me with the "if's"
like you're...

like you're apologizing
for a miscalculated tweet.

If I felt alone, if you played a part.

If, Kev?

That is not taking responsibility.

After all these years,
you're still so tone-deaf, man.

Hey, I'm standing here right
now, taking responsibility.

- Are you, though?
- What do you want from me, man?

I'm not a mind reader, okay?

I'm asking you,
what do you want from me?

You have a key?

- You got to be kidding me.
- Great.

You know what? Let it ring off the hook.

Who needs a career anyway, right?

It's not like I got twins at home.

Oh, come on.

Leave me alone.

I can't see.

Excuse me a sec.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Hey, what?

- What's wrong, bud?
- I can't see.

You can see just fine.
Here, just turn around.

I want Randall's seat.

Kevin, you and Randall
have identical seats.

Exactly the same. Can you see?

Then you can see, too.
Here, put your eyes forward.

Behave and have fun. Have fun.

Okay, neighbors.

Please welcome and give a big hand

to Mister Rogers!

Hello, neighbors.

Thank you for coming.

De Niro's gonna be pissed.

- Mm.
- Again.

Yeah.

Beth's gone all day?

Well, maybe we break a window
or something.

No, man. You can't break a window.

Be honest with me, you had no intention

of accepting my apology,
no matter what I said, right?

I wasn't even expecting an apology.

And you clearly don't even understand

what it is you're apologizing for.

All you wanted was the perception

of doing the right thing.

Oh, come on.
This-this is... See, this...

What is it, man?

Say it, Kev.

Yeah, okay. I wanted to do
the right thing, Randall.

I wanted to do the right thing,
even though y...

Even though what, man?

- You can just say it.
- Your childhood, Randall.

It was glorious.

It was glorious, man.

I was there for it.
You were the golden child.

Everything about you.

Your adoption.

Everything, it made you
more special, not less.

I never wanted to be special, man.

I just wanted to blend in
like everybody else.

But that was impossible in our family,

because I always stood out.

Everywhere we went...
the store, the park, vacations.

And the last thing I needed,
man... the last thing...

was for my brother to use
my blackness to-to...

to other me also.

I don't know what the hell
we're talking about, man.

You had racial blind spots, Kev.

Deep ones that affected me.

Not my prom date's dad,

you.

Yeah.

You're-you're grouping me with that guy?

I'm not.

Because the pain that that man
inflicted was intentional.

You were just thoughtless

and willfully in the dark,

which actually somehow hurt more.

So I'm a racist?

No, you said that, Kev, not me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, Randall.

Don't walk away.

You want to get back
in the house or not?

? It's up to us to make it ?

? And find understanding
beyond this disguise. ?

Can you change the station?

We're going to a party, not a funeral.

Nah, man. That's Spanish.

- Hey, it's Spanish.
- Dude, chill.

? Pink gators, my Detroit players ?

Hell yes!

? In Brooklyn, dead right ?

? If the head right,
Biggie there every night ?

? Poppa been smooth since days
of Underoos... ?

Come on, Randall.

Hey, please, for me.

Listen, why don't you take
off your Model U.N. face

and put on your model F.U.N. face?

God, you're such a moron.

Eh, you know that was good.

Hey, you taking the 101?

Um...

Can you stay on Sunset, please?

Just stay...

Hey, stop. You're being a dick.

Hey, I-I'm sorry about my brother.

He's just drunk.

Yeah, you heard him,
brothers from another.

- Hey, stop. Stop.
- Brothers from another.

- Stop.
- Stop what?

I'm over tonight.

I'm just gonna go to a hotel
with my team.

Hey, sir. Can you just take me
to the hotel...

We're going to the club.

We're going to the club.
Get excited, Randall!

- Stop. No.
- We're going to the club.

I don't want to.

Stop.

You're really something, Randall.

You know, I had to drink tonight

to brace myself
for a night with my brother.

Dude, you drank 'cause you're a drunk.

I have no problem going out
and having fun.

I just have a problem doing it with you.

Get out of my face.

- Oh, what are you gonna do about it?
- Don't touch me, Randall.

- Oh, don't touch you.
- Don't touch me.

Get out of my face! Do not touch me!

- What is wrong with you?
- Hey, hey. You two...

got to get the hell out my cab.

- Great, Randall.
- You're an ass.

You're an ass. Look what you did.

- You're literally still touching me.
- What are you talking about?

Hey, hey! Now.

It's your fault, you idiot.

You're such an ass.

So tired of you always
having something to say.

Okay. Okay.

- Come at me. I'm gonna kick your ass.
- Bring it, then, man.

- Come on!
- Come here! Come here!

Yeah, y'all definitely about to box.

- Watch!
- I want to see you try.

Now we reach our hands way up high.

And then we shake, shake, shake,
shake, shake, shake, shake.

Remember...

I like you just the way you are.

Hey, that was pretty cool, right?

- Did you guys have fun?
- Yeah.

I want to go

to the playground.

Hey, Kev, the playground's
always gonna be there.

Okay? This was a once
in a lifetime opportunity.

Hey, boys' weekend's not over.

So we can go nuts at
the playground tomorrow, okay?

- Let's go.
- Tag, you're it!

Kevin, I'm not playing around.

Kevin, right...

Randall, stay right here,
okay? Don't move.

Kevin?

Hello. What's your name?

- Get off me!
- Hell no!

Ow! Idiot!

I have an audition tomorrow morning!

You hit me in the face, Randall!

I didn't even hit you that hard.
I was trying to pin you.

You don't even have a mark.

What?!

I don't have my keys.

Oh, please tell me you didn't
leave 'em in the taxi.

They're probably here somewhere.

- You're gonna have to address this.
- Can we just focus

on getting back in the house, please?

Miss Palm has a spare key.

Wait a minute, you gave your neighbor

- access to your house?
- She's a sweet old lady

that never goes anywhere... hopefully.

Please be home.

Councilman Pearson?

- How you doing, honey?
- Hi, Miss Palm.

I'm good, thanks.

And is that the Manny?

Hey, Miss Palm. How are you?

Well, what in the world is the Manny

and the councilman doing at my door?

He's actually my brother.

I'm adopted.

Oh, that's right.

Well, you boys must have
had some parents.

Yes!

Yes, we did have some parents.

Uh, listen, ma'am, we actually
got locked out of the house.

Do happen to have that spare key?

Oh, let me check.

Thank you.

What?

- You called me racist.
- No, I didn't.

- You called yourself racist.
- Oh, come on.

- Why would I do that?
- Is that a rhetorical question?

Because if so, then I would
answer rhetorically.

Mm, guilt?

Your brother, Randall.

Your brother who loves you,
who pretty much worships you.

- I don't want you to worship me.
- In fact... okay, hold on a second.

Your brother who came here today to say,

"I am sorry."

I'm sorry that I missed things
when we were growing up.

I'm sorry that you ever felt alone.

How exactly is that racist?

It was never just

that I was a nerd.

You had to call me Carlton.

It was never just that
I-I didn't know cool music.

You had to call me out for not

knowing rap lyrics.

What if I was white?

- Would we have the same relationship?
- Of course.

Yes, we'd be brothers.
I would love you like a brother.

And you know what else? We'd butt heads

- just like brothers do.
- Nah, man, not-not on this level.

You're making me out to be
some sort of Grand Wizard here.

I don't think you're a racist, man.

I really don't.

But the microaggressions
through the years...

I was jealous of you, it had
nothing to do with you being

Black, Randall,
it had to do with my envy.

- What do you want from me?
- I want you to acknowledge

that you've always resented
the fact that I'm Black.

And not just as kids, man.

Last year you told me, to my face,

that the worst thing
that ever happened to you

was me being brought home
to your family.

Yeah, I said that to you because
you were manipulating our mother

to do something
that she didn't want to do.

Right.

Here you go, sweetie.

Thank you so much, ma'am.
You are a blessing.

Oh, I hated that Stallone
movie... too violent.

You should be funny more.

Like Dick Van Dyke and Richard Pryor.

All right, well, thank you.

I had a Golden Globe nomination
for that performance,

but, ah...

I'll just be a clown.

- Randall?
- Hey, man...

do you ever consider the fact...

that me being brought home
to the Pearson family

wasn't a perfect day for me, either?

It was the day that I lost
William and Laurel.

So you never think about that?

That the day Mom and Dad found
me was also the day

that I lost my own
birth mother and birth father?

I think...

Just say it, man.

I think you sound wildly ungrateful.

- Hmm.
- Honestly. Mom and Dad saved your life.

You think I'm not grateful for
that? Of course I'm grateful.

And I have been told
how grateful I should be

and how lucky I should feel
my whole life, man.

And if, for a second,
I don't act that way,

people come at me crazy,

- like you are right now.
- Can you blame 'em?

It is a prison, Kevin,

having to show gratitude,
and nothing but gratitude,

all the damn time.

It's suffocating, man!

Well, I'm so sorry that you
feel suffocated, Randall.

I'm sorry that you feel trapped
by your family.

Your white family.

Damn it! That is not
what I'm trying to say!

That's what you did say.

I don't...

I needed to stretch, too, so I decided

to step out of my clock

and do a little stretch.

Maybe I'll read a book next.
Do you like reading books?

Yes.

They help us develop
our imaginations, don't they?

Do you like using your imagination?

I have imaginary parents.

Well, that's okay.

We all have our own
neighborhoods of make-believe.

Hey, Randall?

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Come on.

I can't believe we looked for an hour,

and they were in your freaking pocket.

Do I have a bruise on my face?

Nah.

If something pops up, though,
it'll give you

- a little character.
- Finally.

I got, uh... annoyed with you

- in the, the cab...
- Yeah, I was being a dick.

I get it.

No...

Well, yes. You were being rude
to the cab driver.

Hmm.

Th-The Black cab driver?

Um, well, uh, I-I mean,

I'm rude to all cabbies, man.

It really doesn't matter
what color they are.

That's kind of an
oblivious thing to say.

I-I don't, I don't see it that way, man.

I...

know you don't.

Let's just talk about something else.

Look, man, um...

I was just trying to have
a good time with you.

I'm gonna be honest. Um...

things have not been going
so great for me out here.

What do you mean?

The crap painting in my apartment...

is mine.

I did it.

You know, I started painting
to try to express my feelings.

My acting teacher, uh,
thought it'd help.

Um...

I've been bombing all my auditions.

I'm probably gonna bomb
the one tomorrow morning.

And, um...

my career is nowhere.

And you have everything, Randall.

Beth.

Huge future.

I'm just, uh,
the family failure, you know?

I don't see it that way, Kev.

I know you don't.

Well, I got Hot Pockets inside

if-if you want some.

Yeah.

Phone's over there.

You really wish you were never adopted?

It's not that simple.

Yeah.

I remember when you found William.

I think that's when I realized
you wanted something different.

Look, man, I know...

our experiences growing up
in our family were different.

I know that.

But I just...

I don't see it the way that you do.

You still paint?

No, I... You know,
I haven't done that in a while.

I always thought it was kind of cool,

that you would tap
into your feelings by painting.

Yeah.

Creating a visual representation
of all the stuff

going on inside you.

I'm-a try and paint you a picture.

- Okay?
- Okay.

I started going to this support
group for transracial adoptees.

They explained this term to me:
Ghost Kingdoms.

It's like an alternate reality
in your mind

where you imagine the life
you would have had

if you were never adopted.

And, um, I realized
that I've had this Ghost Kingdom

my entire life.

I just never had a name for it.

Since I never knew who
my birth parents really were...

Randall?

I imagined that the nice librarian

from the neighborhood library
and the Black meteorologist

on the local news were my parents.

The guy we always used
to pray to for snow days?

- Yep.
- Yeah.

And the librarian.

She always let you check out

more books than you were allowed.

She did.

They were the only two adults
that I consistently saw

that looked like me.

Now, this group told me that, uh,

this is a pretty common thing.

But back then I didn't know that.

So picture me, Kev. Picture me at five

having the same type of fantasy
that a lot of kids have...

but thinking I was doing something bad.

But I wasn't.

Was just going to an imaginary place

that was supposed to be just for me.

But that's not the full picture.

Because I could never fully
escape into my fantasy.

'Cause I felt too guilty.

Because I loved you guys too much.

You know, it's actually perfect weather.

Yeah, no, no, it's-it's perfect weather.

Perfect weather for who?

For football. Steelers
always have an advantage

in the snow.

Hey, bud, come on.

Come here, bud. You're right next to me.

I couldn't even create a fantasy world

without you guys, Kev.

Do you know how unusual that is?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Randall.

I'm sorry there were things I didn't see

when we were growing up.

And I'm sorry there are things
I, I still don't see.

You are my brother.

And I love you.

You're the only brother I'll ever have.

You're my best man.

Dad didn't die ashamed of you.

And the only reason I said it
in our fight was because...

it was a cheap shot.

I'm sorry. He was proud of you.

I am proud of you.

And I'm sorry that I ever
let you think otherwise.

- Come here. I love you.
- Love you, too.

You said I was a bad actor.

You did.

You're a fantastic actor.

But I think Miss Palm's right.

- Comedy's your sweet spot.
- I know.

- You got to do...
- I know.

- Give 'em the yuks, man.
- I know.

You're a funny guy. You know why?

- I know.
- Because you're...

Okay. Who's hungry? Huh?

What do you say we do this picnic-style?

In honor of boys' weekend.

Bon app�tit.

All right, you guys
got to make me a promise, okay?

Nobody tells Mom that we had PB&J

for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Deal?

Deal. Oh, sticky hands already.

I'll get some napkins.

Temperatures reaching near 60 degrees

but not tonight or tomorrow.

Today in Pittsburgh,
temperatures again below Norma.

Currently, International Airport
sky conditions...

You know, if I kind of tilt
my head and squint my eyes,

it kind of looks
like a Jackson Pollock painting.

You're still drunk, man.

That's... that's not...

- Ah...
- Ooh.

- I told you.
- Yeah, you...

Yes, sir. Thank you.

De Niro good?

De Niro great.

Yeah, he's either the most
forgiving person on the planet

or he really just doesn't

care about me at all.

So what does that now mean

for the backup plan?

Who is Nick Foles?

Well, Nicole, I
wouldn't take a Nick Foles...

You still think about that?

- The imaginary kingdom?
- Ghost Kingdom?

Yes. Ghost Kingdom.

Uh...

Most people,
it fades away as they get older,

but, uh, I've held onto mine.

Still go there in my dreams,
occasionally, even now.

It's always me at the same age,
always with the weatherman

and the librarian and all of you guys.

Even after I found William
and then Laurel.

Still can't seem to replace
the weatherman

and the librarian.

Or us.

Or you.

I don't know,
I must be stuck or something.

It's a lot.

What is?

Rest of the world
can't say the ugly thing.

But we have to.

You're not just my smart,
successful brother, Randall.

You're my Black, smart,
successful brother.

And I think maybe I did resent that.

And maybe I thought
you getting special treatment

was mixed up with...
with you being Black.

And I wanted to take you down
a notch, and I...

...I overlooked things
that I shouldn't have.

And I took shots at you
that I shouldn't have taken.

And I was more jealous of you
than I should've been.

Hmm.

I mean, hey, look, I-I'm pretty
successful myself, right?

Well, not everybody's
got Bobby D on speed dial.

Uncle Kevin!

Hey! Bring it in
here for the real thing!

What's up? How's everybody
doing? What, we got food?

Let's go, let's chow.

- You guys do some shopping?
- Uncle Kevin!

- Hey!
- Great to see you.

Good to see you.

How about some tunes with dinner?

Yes. Mommy loves that.

Randall, how does this taste?

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

- Mommy did good?
- Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

? To be free ?

? I wish I could break ?

? All the chains holdin' me ?

? I wish I could say ?

? All the things that I should say ?

? Say 'em loud, say 'em clear ?

? For the whole round world to hear ?

? I wish I could share ?

? All the love that's in my heart. ?

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