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- I spent 15 years in prison.

And I know this is an opportunity

for me to find out who I am.

[hip-hop music]

Josh was there for you when I couldn't be there.

- We're family.

- Like in a "Diff'rent Strokes" type of way.

- Dyn-o-mite!

- No, that's the wrong Black show.

- I am not trying to complicate your life.

- You're the best thing in my world as it is.

- You still messing with Bobby? - Ma, he's family.

- Don't worry about it. I got this.

- Bobby, what are you doing?

♪

- The little con that I been running...

I'm gonna make it worth your while.

[gunshot]

[upbeat contemporary orchestral music]

♪

- LeBron James buys Knicks

and becomes the first player/owner

to win NBA title!

♪

- Hey!

♪

- Hi!

♪

- Hey. - How you doing?

♪

- Hey, sexy. I see you.

- Mm-hmm.

[sirens wail] Here come the bullshit.

- That's right, wise guy. You know what time it is.

- Why your man gotta go to the trunk, man?

- Because.

- We got milk chocolate, dark chocolate,

butter toffee crunch,

rocky road, and several vegan options.

- Y'all slinging candy?

- We prefer the term crowdfunding.

Since Brooklyn reimagined the police force,

we have to make up for those dollars

any way we can. Can you help us meet our goal?

- I would, but I ain't got no cash.

- All good.

We probably owe this to you anyway.

- Apple Sticks.

Blow Pops. Now-And-Laters.

- Hubba Bubba? I love Hubba Bubba.

- Hey, Dad, you ready to go bird watching?

- Yeah, you won't believe the birds we saw already.

- Oh, thank God. My name is Karen.

And I'd like to report

an adult Black male and two Black teens.

And they're amazing.

♪

[back-up warning beeping]

[heart monitor beeping]

- Father God, the one who makes all things possible...

wake up my son.

- Patient name, Barker.

This is his 14th day in a comatose state.

Patient suffered traumatic brain injury,

some broken bones, and gunshot wound.

- This isn't fair.

[sniffles] I was just getting to know you.

- Get those negative thoughts out of your head, okay?

- Please don't leave me. [sniffles]

I love you, Daddy.

- I love you, too.

Oh, she was talking about--okay.

- [groaning]

- What? Is that my baby boy?

Tray? Tray? Tray? - Dad? Dad?

- He said something, I think he did.

He did. He said something.

Shush, shush. Quiet, quiet, quiet.

- Ma... - Yes, I'm here.

- Stop praying over me.

I already died and went to Heaven and spoke to God.

- Oh, God, what did he say, baby?

- He said, "Tell your mother to shut the fuck up.

Between her and Twitter, I can't get no fucking sleep."

- You...

Okay, if you don't stop,

I'm gonna wash your mouth out

as soon as you come to, okay?

He's--did you hear what you said?

- There he is. - He's back!

Your father is back.

- Why would somebody shoot at you, man?

You ain't got no beef with nobody.

- No, Wavy. What if they wasn't after me?

You know, it breaks my heart to say it.

I been awake for a week,

and my cousin Bobby ain't come see me yet.

- I'ma dig into that.

It's gonna take me a minute, though,

'cause my edible arrangement business

is just on fire right now.

I got mad orders. But I gotchu.

- Again, I wanna thank you for your generous gift.

- I just wanna be clear, though, it's edible,

but it ain't edibles.

- You know I can't have weed. - That's Brussels sprouts, son.

- It's like collard greens?

- They cousins.

[upbeat music]

♪

- Mom said to say hi.

She's gonna Skype with you when you get home.

- She also said that she's jealous

she couldn'ta been the one to shoot you.

But I'm pretty sure she was joking.

- Yo, Dad, tell us who you saw in Heaven again?

- Well, I saw Biggie Smalls. He looked good.

He lost weight, he got that diabetes under control,

he wears skinny jeans now.

I saw Old Dirty Bastard.

He got eight angels pregnant, and they was all sisters.

I saw Michael Jackson.

He told me what really happened.

He said, "Tray I died in that Pepsi commercial."

[knock at door] - Good news.

I got the order to take out your catheter.

- Uh, I gotta go Dad. - Where you goin'?

- Ooh, I love you, but I'm not trying see that happen.

- Where y'all leaving? Y'all going?

- That's nasty. - Why y'all going?

It's just a catheter. Where y'all going?

- Bye.

- Okay, well, your room is all ready for you to move in.

And you don't have to worry about bumping into Carl.

He's already moved out.

- Ma, I'm sorry for inconveniencing

your relationship.

- You are not sorry.

- No, I'm not, 'cause he was a duck!

- Stop it! [knock at door]

- Hey, Mrs. Barker, how you doing?

- Oh, hi.

- What's popping, Tray? - Yo, OC!

- Yo, Tray, who you got?

Spinners or The Whispers?

- The Spinners. You know my style. All day.

- Ah, I knew you'd say the Spinners,

because you and Philippé Wynne got that same size cranium.

- That's only cause of the swelling.

- Yeah, a lot a storage space in that up there, man?

How we feeling?

- I'm good, but talk to me. What's up with my legs, man?

When I'm gonna be able to play for the Knicks?

- How you rep Brooklyn but still root for the Knicks?

- Political. - Anyway, regarding the legs,

I'll spare you the medical jargon, all right?

Simply put,

your coma caused your body to forget how to walk.

- And what do we do to remind it?

- One name: Althea.

She's the PT nurse I'm putting in charge of your rehab.

She's no joke.

- Well, you ain't got to worry about me.

I just hope Miss Althea is ready

because I'm gonna work harder

than a Chinese restaurant on Christmas.

- My dude. - No doubt.

- Doc, do you speak to all your patients like this?

- Hell, no, not the white ones. Stay up, fam.

- Peace.

- Uh...

- Okay, Mr. Tray, you're mine for the next few weeks.

The old you died in that incident.

We're about to birth the new you.

But you will be stillborn if you don't do as I say.

- Bring it on.

- You gotta squeeze one.

- Take the blue one. - Okay.

- My favorite color.

- Mm-hmm. No.

What do you think this is? Put it in your dead hand.

- [groans]

- I'm gonna give you a little motivation.

- I'ma get that Jamaican beef pie.

Ah.

- Beef patty. It's a beef patty!

- I've been saying "pie" since I was five.

- You can have this one if you call it a patty!

- Ah!

[upbeat soul music]

- You're only as strong as your core, Mister Tray.

- What?

- You have a lady friend, right?

You can't grind if you don't have a stable core.

- Why you ain't say that in the first place?

- ♪ I found a brand-new...

- You got too many knots.

I'm going to give you a massage.

- Finally, you doing something nice for me.

- ♪ So how you like me now?

♪ How you like me now?

- [groans]

Put me back in a coma. [groans]

- ♪ How you like me now?

♪ How you like me now?

♪ How you like me now?

♪ How you like me now?

♪ Oh

- [groaning]

That got rice and peas in it?

- Maybe.

You gotta come find out. I'm gonna do it.

Oh, go, go, go, go! Oh, Mister Tray!

- Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho!

- Here we go.

This is for you, Mommy.

- Yes!

Ha ha! [all cheering]

[ethereal choral music]

♪

- Yeah, he's got it.

♪

Yeah, you got it.

[all cheering]

- Look, Ma, no hands.

[music distorts and fades]

- Oh, Lord.

- Wow, you didn't touch your breakfast.

What happened? You didn't like it?

- I'm not hungry. I don't get it, Ma.

All that work I put in,

all that progress, it's like I never rehabbed at all.

- Well, you have to eat something.

'Cause you gotta strengthen those legs

so you can walk again.

- My legs forgot how to work. You heard what the doctor said.

- That is not what I heard.

The doctor said

that there's nothing wrong with you physically.

But it's gonna take time and a positive attitude.

That's why I thought it would be good if you was

to come to church with me today,

and then we can turn it over to God.

- Turn it over to God?

Where was God when I got jumped in that hallway and shot?

Tell me that.

- You know it's always darkest before dawn.

- You talk to God, Ma? - Yes.

- Close to Him? - Yes.

- Next time you talk to Him,

ask that nigga when He gonna give me a break.

- Don't you ever question God.

There's a reason for everything.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

You know how many people in this world

don't have nobody to love and nobody loves them?

Huh?

- I'm sorry, Mommy.

- Tray, I love you.

And God loves you, too.

[gentle funk music]

♪

- We have the place all to ourselves.

Just me and you.

- Ma Dukes said, "Do anything"?

- Those were her exact words.

- Ma Dukes said, "Do anything to put him in a positive mood"?

- That's what she said.

- She come a long way from "Give yourself to Jesus."

I can't wiggle my toes, but one of my legs work.

- Oh, it's fine.

- If this don't make my legs work,

nothing will.

Ooh, baby, watch out for my bullet wound.

So... so how was it?

- It was fine.

- Fine?

- No, no, it was great.

- How could it be great?

If I can't bend my knees, then I can't do my signature move.

- Oh, honey, I'm just happy you're alive.

It was hard seeing you laying in that coma.

I'm just happy you not dead.

- I take pride in my lovemaking.

I mean, what good is sex if you can't please a woman?

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

It's time to be positive.

- I'm positively sure my life is over.

Real men brag after sex, not apologize.

[light music]

♪

[knock at door]

- I'm coming.

And before you start, I ain't buying nothing.

- Well, good, 'cause I ain't selling it.

Wait a minute. Mrs. Barker?

- Yeah?

- Mrs. Barker, it's me, Veesy.

Veesy Diggs.

- Oh, Shaveese Diggs. From down the hall?

- That's me. - Girl, get in here.

Oh, my God, I remember you as a little old thing.

You used to come and borrow my food stamps

on the 15th every month.

[laughs] So whatchu talking?

- Well, I'm tryna, you know, help out the children

in our community fight against further gentrification.

- Oh, okay, I hear that.

Ooh, I have somebody

who'd be so happy to see you.

- What?

- Girl. [laughs]

I know you could cheer him up.

Honey, you'll never guess who's here.

Yes, my dear.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Tray Barker.

- Veesy? I done died and went to hell.

- Shut the hell up. What the fuck

you doing in a wheelchair, huh?

What, this some kinda workman's comp scam, nigga?

- Ma, get her out the house

and take that truckload of positivity somewhere else.

- Okay, he's a little grumpy. - 'Cause I got shot!

- Nah, nigga, you got fucked up.

- Ma, get her out the crib.

- It's okay, I'm leaving... on my own two legs,

'cause I got them, and they work,

because I wasn't shot. like you.

But good luck. Good luck

with your whole insurance scam. Okay.

- Okay, Veesy, wait a minute.

I wanna sign your petition. - Yes, ma'am.

- Ma, why would you bring her in the house

knowing me and her never got along?

- Tray, how am I supposed to keep up

with all your childhood beefs?

God.

- Yo, we gotta get the dudes that did this, Tray.

Look, just say the word, and I got the brigade on deck.

They ready to go.

- Look, Alejandro,

I have no idea who shot me.

So, please, slow your roll.

- All right, Barbara, stand down and stand by.

- Hey, you wanna get your beak wet?

Krystal still thinks you're cute.

- That's cause she a hooker.

She think everybody cute.

- I'm just saying, you're already in

a lap dance position, you know?

[chair squeaking]

What?

- I don't want a hooker.

- Are you sure?

- She does pull-and-grab Thursdays.

- That's fifty percent off.

- I already got a girl.

- Krystal don't care. - Yeah, bring her, too.

- I don't want a hooker.

- We got to get Dad outta here. - I know.

Come on.

- One of the benefits of meeting you at 15 is,

I remember all of our "firsts".

This is where we first saw you. - Yeah.

Across the street is where cousin Bobby hit

that old man with the car. [chuckles]

And this is the first place you bought us ice cream.

Then we discovered lactose intolerance ran in our family,

so it was also the last place. [chuckles]

- And this is the first place that you told us you loved us.

- And the second place you told us you loved us.

- And the third.

- Well, I hope you're ready for the fourth.

- Little help, little help! Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball.

[upbeat music]

♪

- Guys, look, my brain is talking to my foot.

My brain is talking to my foot.

- That's amazing. - Yes!

- Oh, God, Dad.

- Oh, thank You, thank You, thank You, Lord.

- Where we going now?

- We have one last surprise.

- Hey, mister, would you like to help save

the community center?

- Hey little mama, I can't believe they closed

Tompkins-Marcy Community Center.

That was my life when I was your age.

- Uh-uh. Sonae, come on, baby.

Come over here and sit here by the table, okay?

Stay away from this creepy old man.

- Veesy, they let you out in the daytime.

- I thought I smelled dead legs and bad choices.

- Dad, do you know this woman?

- Amira, Shahzad, don't look her in the eye.

She'll snatch your soul.

- Now, children, if this creepy man is holding you

against your will, blink twice, 'cause I know what to do.

- He's our dad. - Yeah.

- There is no way that these cute kids belong to you.

- Thank you. - Baby, you are welcome.

Now, I'ma tell you, if it was me,

I'd go and get a DNA test immediately, 'cause, you know,

you can never be too sure with this one.

- Yo, she funny, Dad.

- Ain't I, though? [laughter]

- Amira, Shahzad, let's go. This train is pulling out.

I'm express, she local.

- Y'all ever get tired of him and you just wanna push him

into traffic, I won't say nothing.

- [laughs]

- Here it is.

- Wait--wait, I don't ever remember

being here.

- That's because this is a new first.

- That's right.

This is the first time you laid eyes on our new place.

- Josh, what's the deal?

I thought y'all was lamping in the cut in New Jersey.

- We sold it. Moved back to Brooklyn.

The kids wanted to be closer to you.

- Thanks so much, man, for bringing my family

back to me across the bridge, man.

It really means a lot.

- It's better for me, too.

I was spending a fortune on tolls.

You know, uh, until Shay gets back from Europe,

it's you and me.

♪

- What's all this?

- We knew cooking would cheer you up.

- Hey. Who made y'all

the greatest children in the world?

Amira and Shahzad: Y'all did.

- Who made us the greatest dads in the world?

Amira and Shahzad: We did.

Tray and Josh: You better believe it, pal.

- There it is, there it is. Six cheeses.

Roll that around in your mouth.

- Well, thank you, Tray.

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

Thank you, Ma. Thank all of y'all.

Y'all deserve it, man.

I made a lot of progress this week

because y'all wouldn't let me give up.

I know I ain't make it easy. - You got that right.

- I'm sorry, Mommy.

- It's all right, baby.

- I'm so sorry for what I put y'all through.

My legs might not be working all the way,

but my mind and my soul is.

And, Ma, this week, I'ma go to church.

I wanna make a testimony.

- Hallelujah, hallelujah.

Thank you, Jesus.

- Moses was the author

of one of the original redemption stories.

And speaking of redemption, we have a brother

who used to run through this church

as a child with his mother, Roberta.

Now he returns like the prodigal son.

Let's welcome Tray Barker.

[cheers and applause]

Yes, sir, yes, sir.

- Take your time, Tray.

- As most of you might know, I was recently in a coma.

I was jumped, I was shot, and I was left for dead.

But through the grace of God, I'm still here.

- Amen. [indistinct chatter]

- Amen!

And as I went through my rehab,

I realized in order for me to heal,

I had to let go of my anger.

I really started wondering,

what is my purpose in this world?

'Cause success is an illusion.

Purpose is the conclusion. - Yes.

- But this ain't about me. This is about y'all.

- Amen. Hallelujah.

- How many of y'all know your purpose in this world?

Are you here to heal, or you here to hurt?

So I challenge each and every one of y'all here today.

Grow and find your purpose and walk towards it.

Don't run from it, walk to it.

[applause]

[upbeat music playing]

♪

- Yes. - God is good!

- I'm so proud of you. - Well...

I think I'ma let God guide my next steps, you know?

I feel so good.

I'm not even thinking about who shot me.

- Yeah, baby, just heal. Let them worry about all that.

I'ma go get the car, okay? - Okay. Be careful.

[light percussive music]

♪

- Yo.

I found out who shot you, man.

- Or maybe God has different plans.

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