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- Mom, Dad, this is Lindor. Can he stay for dinner?

- Yeah, sure. - That was awkward.

- That didn't go over how I thought it would.

- I'm on live stream, say hi. I'm live.

- Put that down. - He could have ruined

our business with that video.

- He only has three followers. - Bring us all

your loved ones.

- PHILIP: Are you Brown Bomber online?

- Get that out of my face? - How you get that?

- Because you're going viral. - Shut up.

- Let's just say the Brown Bum 'bout to be

swinging in green.

- ALL: Swinging in green!

Swinging in green!

- He's actually a nice kid.

There's something weird about him though.

- ♪

- [phone ringing]

- What--what the-- what the hell?

Who turned the phones on? - I don't know.

- Wasn't me. - I'll get it.

- Pleasant Days Assisted Living Facility.

- What?

- Yeah, yeah, we have vacancies.

- They wanna come over here?

- Yes. - [laughs]

- What's going on?

- Yep. Yep. Thank you.

- [phone chimes] - JEREMY: Yeah, no, uh-huh.

We'll be open then.

- What is going on?

- Hmm? No, no, no, thank you.

Alright, I got you. Take care.

- Oh-oh!

- They loving me. Look.

They like--another like. Another like!

- [phone ringing]

- All these people wanna come see the place.

- Well, oh my-- - Y'all can thank me later,

I know, thank me. Thank you.

I love you all. - I cannot believe

this clown got all these people following him

on the internet! - Well, you can thank

the clown later. Thank you.

- [phone chimes] - And another like!

- [phone ringing] - Wow!

- That is incredible!

- I thought you said he only had a few followers.

- I did say that, but how did that happen?

- Oh, a radio station picked it up and posted it.

- Really? Is that all it takes?

- Basically. - [phone chimes]

- CORA: Wow. - And another like!

- Well, looks likes we finally got a reason to celebrate

around here. - Oh, oh!

- Oh, yes, we do. - [applause]

- I'm gonna roll a joint for everybody!

Joint for you. Joint to you.

Two Christian joints for y'all. [laughs]

We gonna get high!

And I'm talking about the good--

- [phone ringing] - Don't you say it!

- --stuff. - [phone ringing]

- Somebody needs to go over there and answer those phones.

- Okay. [laughs] - [laughs]

- Oh goodness. - This is so--

- I'm happy for you guys.

This used to be a really nice place.

- You know the place?

- Yeah, I used to come out here and help out all the time.

- Did you?

Oh. What? - Mm, mm, nope,

don't let him get you, baby.

- What are you talking about? - No. No.

That's how he started to get me to like him.

- Well, he seems like a really nice kid, baby.

- Yeah, yeah, but not nice enough for my daughter.

- Honey, would you-- - No, look, look.

He trying to be slick.

He's gonna try to flip it on us, watch.

- Will you stop it? - Hmm-mm, look at him.

Look at him, see, he look weird. I don't like him.

- Nnnn...

I don't know, you just liked him five minutes ago.

- Yeah, well, I'm bipolar, okay, is what it is.

Alright before, this is now.

I don't like him anymore. Okay, look.

Look, he trying to put a spell on us.

- Well, you know, I like the spell, let's keep it.

- Alright, cool. When everybody walk around here with a man bun,

don't say nothing. - [sighs]

- Excuse me, are you guys talking about me?

- No! - Yes!

- [phone ringing] - Mom, Dad, stop.

Look, Lindor, I'm glad you're staying for dinner.

- So am I.

- Okay, alright, come on, everybody, let's eat, okay?

- Who--who gonna take care of phones? I wanna eat, too.

- Oh, oh, oh, we got the phones.

We got the phones. Okay, you eat.

- Look-- - Go ahead, go ahead, baby.

Y'all go on over there and eat, go.

Get on over there. - Okay, alright.

- Get on over to that. Get over to that.

- Cora, I want to eat.

- No, you don't wanna eat. - Yes, I wanna eat.

Why I don't wanna eat? Cora, I wanna eat.

- Just answer the phone.

- Hello?

♪ No matter what you do, I love you ♪

♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪

♪ Always remember, Blood ain't never water ♪

♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪♪

- Mm. Ah. - This is good.

- [laughs] Yes, it is.

Mm-mm, I mean, delicious.

- It's amazing what you can do with a little running water.

- [unintelligible] - [laughs]

- Put your foot in it.

Both feet. - [laughs]

- Thank me later. Thank me.

- You did fix the water.

- Cora, why you talking to them?

- What do you mean? - They didn't let us eat.

- We didn't wanna eat.

- I did wanna eat. - We--just calm down.

- Ain't nobody calmed up.

- Don't worry about it, we got plenty more.

- No, we don't.

- Yes, we do.

- Lindor had like five helpings.

- What? - Yeah.

Just...[munching].

- Oh my God. - I don't know.

Hey.

Your boyfriend greedy.

- I know, he's really hungry.

I feel bad.

And he's not my boyfriend.

- Yeah, he better not be.

- Then why do you keep looking at him like that?

- Well, I--I - "Well, uh, I"--

- Would you mind your business?

- Cora, can we go now? - Hold--hold on. Okay.

- I ain't gonna hang on, Cora.

- I was on the phone.

- Why--what--Cora, we should-- we gone to the house.

You gotta stop and get me some fast food.

- I'm not gonna get you no fast food.

I'm gonna get you a hot meal.

- Cora, you know when my sugar get low, look at my--

look how my eyes get when my sugar get low.

- I, yep-- - I blink fast, Cora.

- I know that. - Don't I look like

I'm sugar low? - Would you--

- Cora, I just feel--I feel faint, Cora.

- Oh, it's okay, Mr-- - Cora, I ain't ate!

- Mr. Brown, please. - Look at me.

I told you I need to eat.

You know if my sugar low, I just blank out.

- Mr. Brown, I--I-- - Cora, I feel like I'm

gonna blank out. - Now, hold on.

- I'm back. I'm back.

See, my sugar dropping, it'll come back up, Cora.

- Okay, well, I'm gonna-- - It dropped again.

I'm back up. - Would you stop doing that?

- Well, Cora, I'm hungry. - I'm gonna get you something

then-- - You ain't get me nothing.

Tell me why. - You're causing a scene.

- I--Cora, that's 'cause my stomach just bit my liver.

Now it's working on my kidneys.

- I'll tell you in the car. - But why you can't tell me

in the house? - Because--Mr. Brown, 'cause--

- Cora. Cora, is--is she nasty?

Cora, got roaches or something? - Now--

- Cora, they got roaches.

You sure, Cora? You sure they don't got no rats or nothing?

- No, come--what is wrong with you?

- Are you sure? - No, that's not what

I'm saying, no. - What you saying?

- Mr. Brown, you spitting. - 'Cause I'm hungry!

- Okay. This your inside voice?

- Okay, I need to lower my voice?

- Yes. - Okay.

Can you hear it down here? - I'm--I'm gonna tell you,

but you gotta be quiet. - I'm gonna be quiet.

Ssh, ssh. Tell me quiet, Cora.

- Okay, okay. She can't cook.

- She can't cook!

[whispers] She can't cook? - I said your inside voice.

- [mumbling] - I went over there and

I tasted it-- - [mumbling]

- Would you stop that? - I'm talking inside.

- I'm trying to tell you something.

- Tell me.

- I went over there and I tasted that soup,

oh sweet Jesus, I don't know what she put in that soup.

- It was nasty? - Oh, it was terrible.

- MR. BROWN: Yeah? - Girl!

You put your foot in this.

All the way up to the knee.

- Oh. Cora, that's what's wrong with her soup.

Cora, you hear, she put her feet in it.

- Uh, yeah. - Taste like dirty toenails

in the soup, don't it? - I don't know, it was

horrible. It was terrible. - I can't believe she put

her foot in the soup.

- To the bone. To the hip bone.

Foot all the way up.

You was just walking in the soup, girl.

- Cora, that's why the soup nasty.

- That's why it's nasty.

- They made that toenail soup, Cora.

- Girl, you was in this soup up to your neck.

You was in the soup!

- Hey, we ain't never gonna eat over here.

- You were backstroking in this damn soup, girl.

- They look like they enjoying it, Cora.

- Mm. - We gotta bring our lunch.

- Yeah, you're right. - You know what, Mr. Brown?

I can whip something up for you, you can take it with you,

okay? - JEREMY: Mm-hmm. Yeah.

- You talking about food?

- Yes, Mr. Brown, you said you were hungry, right?

- I was--I-- [indistinct mumbling]

No, I'm good. I'm good.

- It's not a problem. - No, I ate, um...

- LEAH: Said you was hungry. - No, I ate...

four days ago. It was good.

- Mr. Brown, you sure? - I'm good.

I'm good. - [phone ringing]

- Okay. Alright, okay.

- Alright, kids, y'all do the dishes.

- It's my pleasure.

- Suh, this kid. - [chuckles] What?

- He really is a nice kid.

- I know but, baby, he eats a lot.

- Well, damn.

That wasn't even his bread. - [gasps]

Oh my God.

- Sandra, will you help me?

- Is there another Sandra in here?

- Come on, it'll be fun.

- Okay. [giggles]

Okay. - Did she giggle?

She giggled.

- This kid is really making me like him.

- I know. Is that my daughter back there doing the dishes?

- Yes.

- Oh my gosh, baby, can we keep him? Can we keep him, please?

- Uh, you sure you wanna do that?

- Why, Grandpa? Why you say that?

- That boy steals.

- What are you talking about?

- You ain't see all that bread he was putting

in his pant's pocket? I mean, just bread.

Anybody bread he on-- - What?

- Eating bread, putting bread in his pocket, yes.

- No, I didn't see that. - Yeah.

- Well, he was eating a lot.

- I know, that's what I'm trying to tell you.

- You thinking what I'm thinking?

- The exact same thing.

This is the first time we've been on the same page

since you've been here, son.

We seeing eye to eye about that boy.

- Okay. - I mean, I'm thinking

what you thinking. We are one mind combined.

- And what am I thinking?

- That boy gonna have a yeast infection.

I mean, they're gonna have to shoot him in both cheeks

with something real strong.

And then salve all up in this area here.

- Did you really just say that?

- Look, I'm grown. I say what I want to.

But y'all need to get him to the doctor,

'cause something gonna fall off.

- That's disgusting.

- Baby? - Yeah?

- You think he's eating?

- I don't, and I met his father, so...

I wouldn't be surprised if he's not.

- [sighs] What do we do?

- Well, we could talk to him.

- Yeah, this baby is being abused, Jeremy.

- Now, now, come on, baby, let's not go that far.

- Something is not right, Jeremy.

I watched that boy eat tonight.

And he has not eaten in a long time.

- ♪

- [sighs]

- ♪

- MR. BROWN: [sighs] - Well, alright, y'all.

We're about to head out. - Alright.

- Okay. - And we have 11 appointments

to see the place. - Okay, that's nice.

- I thought you'd be more excited than that.

- Me, too.

- Uh, I am, Mr. Brown.

- Well, good, 'cause I got the virus, I'm happy.

- What? - The virus.

- No, Jeremy, he went viral.

That's what he talking about. - Oh, okay.

- That's what I said, Cora. The virus.

- No, virus and viral's two different things.

- I cannot believe this.

- Aren't you excited about the people to come see

the place? - Yeah, I wasn't--

I mean, I wasn't talking about that, but...

- So what you talking about?

- We think that that boy is being abused, Cora.

- Who? Who?

- Lindor. - Lindor?

- CORA: Really? - That boy grown.

- Mr. Brown, people can be abused at any age, okay?

- CORA: That's so true.

- And he still live with his daddy.

- Oh, y'all--y'all think his daddy

putting them hands on him? - Yes.

- Oh, his daddy is big, but-- - That--

- --that boy big his self. - We don't know.

- I'm gonna teach him if he put his hands

back on his daddy. - No, you will not.

- You know, I was in the gloves, Cora.

- No, Mr. Brown. - Oh, don't do that?

- No, don't do that. - Don't do that.

Okay, no, don't do that. You know, you abuse your kids.

- Mr. Brown. - What are you talking about?

- Y'all been making them eat that stuff y'all cooking.

- Uh-uh, okay, Mr. Brown, come on, let's go home.

Have a good night. - Just sit there and lie,

Cora, you gonna try to throw me under the bus.

- What am lying about? - Cora, I ain't just

fittin' to go out, like I'm gonna tell 'em.

- What are you--let's go.

- Look, somebody gotta tell this girl.

- You go get in the car. - If you got friends that

can't cook, you outta tell 'em.

- Let's go. - Don't go out like

no jive turkey, tell this girl she can't cook.

- I ain't no jive turkey. - You a jive sucker, Cora.

- You don't call me no jive sucker.

- Well, Cora, you ain't no good friend.

You're supposed to be Christian. - You just--come on, let's go.

- Vinny! Vinny ain't gonna lie.

Vinny tell-- - What you mean?

How you know he-- - VINNY: What? What?

What you want, fool? - He gonna lie.

He lying already. - He just look like a liar.

- Ain't no liar. What you want?

- How you be eating that girl's food?

- Well, I smoke a lot of weed, so it helps with my nausea.

- See? - Man.

- His stomach's stronger than mine.

- That's 'cause your stomach is coated with chocolate milk

and grits. - Ooh!

It might be true. - VINNY: Mm-hmm.

- For that reason, I'm out.

- For that reason, I'm glad.

- CORA: Good night, Vinny.

- So sad and sadder.

What y'all gonna do?

- What you mean what we gonna do?

- I mean, y'all gonna talk to him?

- Yes, we are. - [doorbell rings]

- Alright, y'all need to be careful.

- Why we need to be careful?

- I mean, that boy daddy is the sheriff.

- We know who he is, Grandpa.

- And your husband's scared of him.

- Baby, you said you put him out.

- I did. - [laughing]

- [imitating laughing] - [laughs]

Let me tell y'all something.

You know he can make it rough for ya, right?

- How's that?

- Hell, he knows the mayor and the building inspector.

- Just because he knows people, Grandpa Vinny,

does that mean we're not supposed to help this boy?

- Yeah. - Is that what you saying?

- That--that's exactly what I'm saying.

- Okay, and what kind of people would we be if didn't

do anything? - You would be the kind of

people that would have their business up and running.

Customers coming in, cash register. Cha-ching!

- I don't care what you say.

Leah thinks we should talk to him.

- Okay, let me tell you something.

If I don't get this place open 'cause you piss

his daddy off, I'm gonna talk to you myself.

- Oh.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

With my fist. - Oh, yeah, you tried

that before. - Yeah, and that's when you

grabbed me my neck, you pushed my arm,

and you threw me over the couch.

- Guess what? I'm about to do it again.

- Help! Beating an old man!

- Hey, would y'all stop? - Beating an old man!

- Grandpa Vinny, Jeremy, please stop it.

Can we talk about this kid, please?

- I'm sorry. - Okay, I need to ask y'all

something, 'cause I'm high and confused.

- Well? - I'm "hi-fusion."

- Well, this sounds like a pointless conversation.

- VINNY: It does. It does.

I need to know how y'all went from wanting to kill this boy

to now, all the sudden, he the darling in your life?

- [sighs] - The same way you went

from having a hook to having two hands again.

- Mm.

- Don't tell that to the social security office, please.

- Will you stop? We think he's in trouble, for real.

- Well, damn it, that ain't your business!

- Honey. [laughs] - Alright.

Go ahead and talk to him. Go ahead and talk.

Talk your mouths off. Just yip, yip, yip, yip.

But I can tell ya what.

It's gonna backfire in both of your faces.

Boom! - Yeah, whatever, man.

We got it.

- VINNY: Y'all ain't got a damn thing.

- He's pissing me off, man. - Sssh.

- Baby? - What?

- What do you think we should do?

- Well, we have to talk to him.

- But what if he really is in trouble?

- Then we have to help him, Jeremy.

- I know.

- I mean, we can't leave him.

- Yeah, I know that, but I just--

- What? - I'm just thinking.

- Thinking what?

I hope you ain't thinking like your grandfather over here.

- Oh, no, no, no. Nothing like that.

It's just that I met his father, and he's really

not a good guy.

- Are you really afraid of him?

- Pffpt! I ain't--uh, buh, what?

- Well, you just making noises right now.

- No. - Are you afraid of him?

- How dare he?

- "How dare he?" Okay.

- No, you know what I do. You know what I do.

You remember-- - I know, baby.

- You remember when I was in high school, and--and

the dudes jumped me. - Right.

- And I beat one of 'em up though.

- One of 'em. You did, yeah, the whole black eye.

- Yeah, but that's what you do when you're getting jumped,

you focus on one. - What?

- And the next time he came around,

the other one wasn't there.

- Jeremy, but we have to do something.

I feel strongly about this.

- Okay, alright. Alright.

We'll just talk to him and see what he says.

- Yeah.

- But you know what?

We probably just jumping to conclusions, like I said, man.

- Don't start with me.

- No, look-- - You always--

I don't jump to conclusions, Jeremy. There you go.

- Baby. Baby. - What?

- We're not experts. - I'm--I'm a mama.

Jeremy, I don't have to be no expert. I don't need that.

I know what I saw.

I saw sadness in that boy's face today,

and I can't stand by,

we can't stand by-- - Okay. Alright. Alright, baby.

- Don't okay me, Jeremy! - Look, look, alright.

We'll talk to him. - I'm serious, baby.

- Okay, well, the dishes are done.

- Yeah, can I watch TV?

- Did you finish your homework? - Yeah.

I just gotta-- - No, that means no.

You didn't finish your homework.

Finish your homework, and then you can watch for one hour.

- One hour? - One hour!

- One hour? - JEREMY: One hour!

- Who watches TV for one hour?

- BOTH: You.

- Prisoners have more freedom.

- I don't think they do.

Little buddy. Kick rocks. - Wow.

- In front of company? Okay. Alright.

- Mm-hmm.

- Uh, alright, well, thanks for coming to dinner.

Bye. - Oh, oh, okay.

- Bye. Uh, you're still standing here.

- Oh, bye. - Hey, okay, we were gonna talk.

- Uh, uh, no, you know, I'm--I'm so tired.

- Tired? - Yeah, I'm just, uh--

- Uh, okay.

Good night. - Good night, Sandra.

- What the hell's going on?

- I have no idea.

- Well, Lindor? - Yes?

- Did you get enough to eat, buddy?

- Yes. - You sure were hungry

tonight. - Yeah. Yeah, I was.

- Why were you so hungry? - Well, you know, I was--

I was working today,

and I didn't get to eat. - Okay.

- So, uh, but I need to be going.

Um, thank you so much for everything.

I'm sorry I didn't ask to take your daughter out.

- It's okay, man.

We accept your apology.

- Alright, well, thank you again.

And, um, I'll be going. - Okay.

- Honey, baby. - Lindor!

- Yeah?

- Is everything alright at home, son?

- Yeah. What do you mean?

- I mean, like are you happy at home?

- Yeah.

- And--and there's nothing you wanna say?

- About what?

- Are you eating at home?

- Yes, Ma'am.

- Are you sure? - Yeah. Yeah.

- Okay.

You ate a lot tonight.

- It--I'm sorry, I'm-- I'm just a hungry guy.

Did I--did I do something wrong?

- No, absolutely not.

- Alright, well.

Uh, I--I'm sorry about the bread and the--

- No, no, don't--don't-- don't apologize.

It's okay.

- You know what? We're sorry.

We're sorry. - Oh, okay.

- LEAH: Okay? - Mm-hmm.

- ♪

- ♪

- Well, you are welcome to dinner here anytime.

Okay? - JEREMY: That's right.

- LEAH: Anytime. - You mean that?

- Yes, we mean it.

Right, baby? - Yeah, yeah, yes, yes.

All the bread you want.

- [laughs] Okay. Can I come tomorrow?

- Sure. - Yeah.

- Thank you. Thank you so much.

Okay, well, I'll see ya then.

- Okay, you get home safe, okay?

- Thank you. You too.

- LEAH: Alright? - JEREMY: Take care.

- You're already home. [sniffs]

- LEAH: It's okay.

- Mom, Dad...

why did you invite him here again?

- Well, we thought he would like that.

- Yeah, and we thought you would want him here.

- No, I didn't.

- Sweetheart. - I don't want him here again.

[sighs]

- What in the world is going on?

- I have no idea, baby.

But something about that ain't right either.

- ♪

- Okay. - Stop crying.

It's alright. - I gotta cry, baby.

I need to cry.

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪

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