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-Previously on The Game...

-Three weeks as the players rep,

and I've done what y'all been trying to do

for the past, heh, what, five years?

I will pay for my losses by selling off

the Tasha Mack Agency brick by brick.

Watch out. Watch out, watch out, watch out.

Oh, my God, Jamison! Are you all right?

-Did you see that? -J.

I put some candy inside,

in case you need a little something extra for the pain.

MALIK: I'm gonna seek professional help.

My name is Malik Wright,

and I have a mental health issue.

Look, I done beat Oprah's ass. I'm a mogul!

BRITTANY: Where's ghetto J Lo?

She has this thing with her mom.

They talk every week, same time.

What, you think this is a game? This is my life.

You will take my company over your dead body.

♪ I was raised by the wolves ♪

♪ I was raised by ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves ♪

♪ I was raised by ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves... ♪

Can't pay my bills, bruh.

♪ Runnin' through the night ♪

-♪ Playin' with your life ♪ -[grunts]

You betrayed me.

-♪ I was raised by ♪ -♪ Better play it right ♪

♪ You better play it right ♪

♪ I got loyalty in blood ♪

♪ I do anything for love ♪

-♪ And everything for us ♪ -♪ Us, yeah ♪

This is all your fault.

Why would you lie to us?

This strike is all on you, Malik.

WOMAN [voice echoing]: Malik.

Malik!

When I said try art therapy, I didn't mean repaint my office.

Doc, that's crazy.

As you was talking, I could see everybody.

It's so freeing to get them out of my head

and on this canvas.

That's exactly the point.

Any other areas of stress to address?

Malik, baby, I supported you, and look at me now.

[echoing]: I lost everything.

♪ Playin' with your life... ♪

Yeah, Doc, we gonna need a whole lot more paint.

♪ Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right ♪

♪ Woo! ♪

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Well, thank you for supporting your broke, unemployed,

former mogul of a wife.

Oh, come here, Tasha. You're not broke.

-Mm. -Just millionaire-poor.

-Uh-- -Okay, I was just kidding.

But you know, maybe this is a blessing,

because I miss us together.

-Let's change that, baby. -You want to move to Vegas?

No, I want you and Kai to come home to San Diego.

Oh. [sobbing]

Hey, hey, I was just making a suggestion.

We can talk later.

I just ate the last fudge-covered pretzel

in my Chubby Hubby.

Okay, I think we just reached

the fourth stage of grief-- depression.

Mm. Well, it's about time,

'cause these five stages are taking too damn long.

Denial hit Monday when I went to my office,

which is no longer my office.

Which made you really angry, until I convinced you

that killing the Colonel was off the table.

Which made me want to bargain with God and ask Him to do it,

but then He said no.

You know what, that's good. That's good.

You know what, the last stop is acceptance.

-Mm. -And this

is how we get there.

Look, Porscha made a list of potential buyers.

It's time, baby.

No, it's time for you to get that list out my face.

I am not selling my jet, Pookie.

But that would really help us out financially, Tasha.

-[scoffs] -You know, and most importantly,

it would help you move on.

I can't. This is all I have left.

That's not true. You have so much more

than an agency or some damn jet.

Pookie, I'm not doing it, okay? So just drop it.

Stedman! Pull my jet over.

I need to get another Chubby Hubby.

Okay, babe, low-key...

-Huh? -...I'm hyped.

It's our first couples' trip, thanks to the strike.

-Yeah. -Okay,

so what are we gonna do first?

Are we gonna do s'mores, or we gonna do skinny-dipping?

Mm, well, I vote the latter, but we gotta check with Garret,

'cause he's gone full Rambo with this strike prep.

Oh, speaking of the strike, I want to show you something.

So, for years, I've seen my dad lose to the owners

'cause of public opinion, right?

I think this... this will help the players win.

-You put this together? -Mm-hmm.

-It's pretty cool, huh? -Mm.

See, I plan to pitch it to Malik and have the union buy it,

so then they get a really dope PR campaign,

and I make rent for the month, so it's a win-win.

[both chuckle]

Um...

honestly, Brit, when I said I was done stripping,

I meant it.

This feels a lot like that.

-This? -Yes, that.

No, this is-- I mean, it's different.

Look, it's beautiful, it's art.

I mean, I think this campaign would actually help your image.

Look, just promise me you'll think about it, okay?

-I promise. Mm-hmm. -Thank you.

[phone chimes]

Oh, Raquel and Garret are waiting on us.

Um, I forgot my backpack.

-Your backpack? -Yeah.

I'm gonna just go back and get it.

Go back? Babe, it's for one night.

Come on, you'll be fine.

Come on.

Skinny-dipping. [laughs]

We are on our way.

I notice you didn't mention Caleb.

Well, I ain't seen Caleb since he left, but I miss him.

Hell, it's lonely out here, Doc.

Can't even look my own teammates in the eyes.

[scoffs] Hell, I even tried calling Tee Tee.

Tee Tee? Is that a real person?

[chuckles] That depends on who you ask.

Seriously, though, Doc, this is tough.

-I'm so glad I got you. -What do you mean, it's tough?

I finally got respect for more than throwing touchdowns.

And it felt really good to be selfless, for once.

-And you believe that's over? -Oh, I know it's over.

[scoffs] I went from being a hero

to a zero in my teammates' eyes.

And they won't get a dime from that strike fund,

and that's all on me. I don't really know what to do.

Well, you can start by being honest with them

like you were with yourself about Caleb.

Mm-mm, nah, nope, bad idea.

At least Caleb and I had weed to make it through.

You don't do weed therapy, do you?

See you next week, Malik.

[chuckles] I didn't hear "no."

Be honest with your teammates.

It'll be a bitter pill,

but life can't be sweet all the time.

Nothing connects us to our inner self

more than nature.

[inhaling deeply]

She can be a trusted ally or deadly foe.

No lie, no fear, no emotion can escape her.

Right. Can she show us where our cabin is, though?

-'Cause I don't see it. -Yeah, 'cause I'm not trying

to get eaten by a bear before I record with Apollo Maze.

Cabin?! We're not glamping.

We're preparing for battle, to be one with nature.

The picket line begins Monday, and since you tagged along,

you, too, must become one with nature.

-Yes? -Uh, what does that mean?

'Cause I'm trying to be none with nature,

especially if there's snakes. I hate snakes.

GARRET: It means that we're off the grid.

No luxuries, no technology, and we eat what we kill.

I'm sorry, did he just say we eat what we kill?

Yeah, he did. It's kind of like Survivor,

but with no producer sneaking us food.

-But I think we'll be fine. -But there's no snakes, right?

Oh, you're so worried about the snakes.

-Aw, that's so cute. -Answer the question.

Raq and Brit, you'll pitch tents and set up camp.

Jamison, you'll accompany me

-on the hunt, let's go. -Huh?

Wait, why does he get to hunt and we got to do chores?

-You smell that, girl? -Yeah, 'cause it smell

-like sexism to me. -Fine, then we'll pitch the tent

while you two hunt, kill, and gut the prey.

-Fine. -JAMISON: Huh?

You know what, babe? I'm just, I'm not really

in a gutting mood, but you got this.

You're just so strong and manly.

Mm-hmm, and now that we all have our assignments...

Your phones.

-BRITTANY: Say what? -Un telephono, por favor.

[snorts] Teléfono. Teléfono, papi.

Gracias.

You, too, pretty boy Jamison.

Gee, look, I'm waiting for a phone call, man,

so give me, like, five minutes, and I'll give it to you.

Your phone or your life.

BRITTANY: Babe, you better give him that phone.

We need that. Give him the phone.

Brought that?

Inside?

-Okay. -GARRET: Good choice.

Let's go.

-Look what I have. -Whoa, what's it for?

They're for the Mogul Magazine award banquet,

and your mama is being crowned Mogul of the Year.

TASHA: Damn.

I forgot all about that. Well, I'm not going.

We can just go out to dinner.

I'll be the best-dressed person at Wendy's.

Erika, will you help me put it on?

Darling, I would love to.

Tasha, you had Oprah's designer make these dresses.

I mean, that's how important this event was for you.

That was a lifetime ago, Pookie, back when I had a life.

Malik's coming, and Kai is really looking forward to this.

And that is why I chose Wendy's.

She loves their chocolate Frosties.

This isn't just for you.

Now, we made sacrifices. [stammers]

Kai barely sees you.

We make love, what, twice a month?

Which is why I want you home.

[sighs] Pookie, this isn't about us.

When I won, I opened up my big-ass mouth

and I asked the Colonel to be my presenter.

And I won't allow that backstabbing bastard

to steal my business and then give me an award

-that I don't deserve. -That's bullshit.

You deserve this, and Kai deserves

to see you celebrate it.

Pookie, I will not be embarrassed

in front of our daughter, okay?

I'm sorry, I'm done.

-It ain't happening. -Okay.

You know what? I'm sorry too, Tasha.

Kai and I are going without you.

Uh...

[scoffs]

A crossbow, Garret, really?

Guns are loud and messy. This is how real men hunt.

Just aim it away from me.

-[sighs] -You all right?

You've been acting a little rough since you got here.

I'm good, man. I'll be better

once the strike ends.

So tell your friend the Colonel

to stop playing God with our lives.

You tell him, you his golf buddy.

I pass. Got better things to do.

Like find a new agent, which is also the Colonel's fault.

I'm gonna stick with Candice,

at least till Tasha gets her company back.

[chuckles]

You have much to learn, young padawan.

The Colonel's like my father.

When he kills something... oh, it stays dead.

-That's how that works. -Shh. There's dinner.

JAMISON: Oh! That's a big one.

-Steady. -Shoot it.

Three, two, one.

Smoke!

Hey, yo! J, try not to kill a brother,

especially when I brought your shit.

Goddamn.

[indistinct chatter]

MALIK: Hey, hey, hey. What's up, fellas?

So, uh... spoke with the union,

and... and they said, um...

Uh, they said that, uh...

They said we in this together, baby.

-[laughter] -And I said, hell yeah!

-Yeah! -ALL: Yeah!

I love my brothers, and I'm proud

to do battle with 'em!

ALL: Yeah!

Ooh!

[exhales]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, guys.

Hey, fellas.

For real this time, uh, despite my best efforts,

the Fury isn't covered by the strike fund.

[all groaning]

So what, you-- you lied to us?

-No, no, I didn't lie to you. -Then what the hell happened?

I jumped the gun. I didn't consult the union,

and the strike fund isn't fully funded.

The union blames us, so we are the odd team out.

Most of us ain't zillionaires like you, Malik.

We got families.

CONNOR: Nah, he don't care about us.

You know, yesterday, I saw two brand-new Mercedes

-in his driveway. -Whoa-ho-ho!

Now, to be fair, one of those is Jamison's.

You drive the same car as a rook?

Yo, let's go. I suddenly feel sick.

Man, come on, dawg, y'all don't have to leave, man.

Come on, brothers. Hey.

Just... eat the food.

You know, chill. It's free.

You gonna grab a wing, brother? Come on.

Shit, I'm taking mine to go. Kids gotta eat.

LO-ALLEN: I'm gonna sell this.

It should at least cover my pedicure.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Whoa, you look stunning!

Is that for the Mogul Awards?

It was, but now it's just overpriced fabric

that makes me look fat. Do I look fat?

And you better tell me the truth, Paxton.

You're asking a lawyer for the truth?

I plead the fifth. Here are the files you requested.

I know this is late,

but, uh, it just landed from our investigator.

-What is this? -Last year, the league

launched a gambling investigation

against the Colonel's son, Beau.

And let me guess. It just suddenly disappeared?

Like a fart in the wind.

Well, luckily, federal prosecutors made a case,

but their star witness got cold feet.

If this is true,

it could send Beau to jail,

and then force the Colonel to have to sell the Fury.

-Can you verify it? -Well, that witness

has Beau's hard drive with all the info.

They may or may not want 25 grand for it.

Pay whatever it takes.

Just get me that damn hard drive.

Your wish is my command.

Give me a week, I'll make it happen.

Uh-uh-uh. This is staying with me.

It's gonna make one hell of an acceptance speech.

I'm going to start a diffuser.

Just relax, and I'll be back in a jiff.

[sighs deeply]

[curtains rings rattle]

-I hope this ain't a bad time. -[gasps]

Malik, what are you doing here?

Look, I'm sorry. I'm desperate, Doc. I need you.

You're all I got right now.

Malik, this is very inappropriate.

If you don't leave immediately,

I will need you to find a new therapist.

-Oh. -And if I had clothes on,

you'd have a face full of mace.

Well, thank God you're naked.

-[gasps] -Sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Does Jamison seem, like, suspect to you?

Besides being afraid of snakes?

I know, but no, there's just something off about him.

-Hmm. -No venison,

but my rabbit trap worked a treat.

Yep, Bambi escaped, Bugs Bunny didn't.

Great! You did your job,

and we did ours.

-Ta-da! -Ta-da!

JAMISON: Wow.

-You guys did this? -BRITTANY: Mm-hmm.

Dozens of summers glamping with my grandparents

-and no mansplaining. -Amazing, ladies.

I'll prepare the meat with my special sauce.

Oh, G, you should flay it first,

especially if you're making stew.

-Stew? -Mm-hmm.

The leftovers will keep better.

-Are you a fellow gamesman? -I fucks with the outdoors.

-Garret, who's this? -No idea.

Oh, this is my man, Smoke.

He was kind enough to bring my backpack.

Forgot my toiletries.

Oh. You drove an hour

-to bring him a backpack? -Yeah, tell me about it.

-What's up, Brittany? -Hey.

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

Look, I saw you on Hard Blocks looking out for J.

[clicks tongue] That's what's up.

My pleasure. So, Smoke, right?

-Yeah, Smoke. -How do you know J?

Oh, me and Jiggles?

We, uh-- we go way back.

Smoke, you should stay for supper.

You can help me scrape rabbit droppings

out the rectal cavities.

And I'm out. I'm out.

But if you do stay, I'll need your phone.

G, my phone, my business.

All right, but what the hell? Shit, I'm hungry.

-Good choice. -Yeah.

-[clicks tongue] -So, baby?

-Mm-hmm? -You never told me

about Smoke before.

-Oh... haven't I? -Mm-mm.

Well, he's good peoples. You'll like him.

-Come on. -[chuckles] 'Kay.

-Do I need to call the cops? -Okay, look.

I see I crossed a line, Doc, but listen,

if it wasn't important, I wouldn't be stalking you.

-Wait, that came out wrong. -[sighs]

-I'm sorry. -Just this once.

Okay, thank you. Look, Doc.

Look, okay, so I took your advice

and I came clean with my teammates,

and they turned on me.

Doc, the truth is trash, I'm telling you.

Malik, you are not the villain here.

But you have to remember, they're scared

and they're lashing out.

Okay, well, if I'm not the villain,

then why the hell do I feel like one, Doc?

Look, this all started

because you wanted to help people, right?

That is rarely a bad thing.

Yeah, you're right. Yeah.

Yeah, this is all about helping my teammates.

Thank you, Do-- See, you get me.

Girl, I appreciate you.

You are the bomb. You are the bomb, Dr. Gwen.

Thank-- thank you.

Doc, yo, that's-- that's your whip?

Pictured you in something a little more upscale.

It's a rental. My car was stolen.

Damn. I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm fine.

Bitter pill, right?

Bitter pill.

Bitter pill.

Oh, boy.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hola.

Yeah, I'll be there tomorrow.

One love.

Thought Garret took your phone, bro.

[chuckles] No, I gave him the personal.

No, this is work.

So, you know the grind don't stop.

[chuckles] Um, I threw a little extra in,

-for time and gas. -Mm-hmm.

Bro, keep this on the low, okay?

Nobody needs to know about these.

-I got you. -Thank you.

Thanks.

-J. -Hmm?

Bro, you good? Your ankle okay?

-I'm straight, Smoke. -Are you sure?

You know you one of my top customers now.

What you growing, a conscience?

Nah, never that.

But we friends, man.

And I'm just trying to tell my boy...

-[phone ringing] -...watch himself.

Yo.

What's up, man? I'm out of town, bro.

Yo, I-I can't talk right now. You gotta call somebody else.

-[indistinct chatter] -I really wish Mom was here.

But being with you feels like home.

Oh, baby.

But you know, wishes can come true.

-Look. -Mommy!

I'll go get her, all right?

You just load up on some sashimi.

-Hey. -Hey, baby.

-[laughing] -So, I'm glad

you changed your mind.

Oh, well, the devil made me do it.

-Hmm. -What?

God took too long.

And besides, he helped me write a great speech.

Oh, whatever it is you have planned,

do you think it's a good idea?

You're damn straight. I want our daughter to know

just how strong her mama is.

[clicks tongue]

Hi, Kai.

Mr. Woods? Beau Thatcher.

I know how badly Tasha wanted the Colonel to be her presenter.

Oh, you have no idea.

Unfortunately, he is running late

flying back from an emergency owners meeting.

And so I thought it would be nice

if you presented Tasha with her prestigious award.

Brit, you lost your damn mind!

What man drives an hour to bring another man a backpack?

Girl, I'd bring your kaboodle if you asked.

And I don't know this man.

And with a name like Smoke, Raq, there's gotta be fire.

[Raquel laughing]

Yo, butterscotch condoms?

Y'all are some freaks, for real.

I thought you were lactose-intolerant.

They're vegan.

-Oh. -Mm-hmm.

Brit, you're doing too much.

Just ask him what's up.

I mean, you guys worked through the Allison thing

-because you were honest. -[sighs]

-This could ruin that. -All right, fine.

If there's something he needs to tell me...

[sighs] ...he'll tell me.

-Exactly. -What are you ladies up to?

Oh, just being one with nature and all that.

Oh, well, let's be one with dinner

-and start preparing it. -Okay.

Oh, your mum called.

Says she'll call you back on your regular day.

-You spoke to my mom? -I did.

She's really nice, and funny, actually.

What could make you possibly think

it's okay to answer my phone?

Because it rung, and I know you hate missing her calls,

so I answered.

-Are you upset? -No, I'm disappointed,

'cause you're doing the most right now.

Well, perhaps you should make a list of things

that don't infringe on your personal space,

because I have no idea what does.

And for the record,

I don't care if you answer my phone.

I have nothing to hide.

But just 'cause I want privacy

doesn't mean I'm hiding something, Garret.

-No? -No.

Then why not tell me you're visiting your mum

in New York next week?

It just happened, and it's not a secret.

Look, I'll decide when and what I share,

and me and my mother's relationship is off limits

till I invite you in, you understand?

I'm afraid so.

Listen, yes, sell the stock and put the money in my account.

Hell yeah, all of it.

I got some big expenses coming up.

Peace. Hey, hey.

Bro, this better be good.

My man, this is better than good.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Money from the strike fund? I thought we was cut off.

Ah, well, see, that's the beauty of being me.

I talked to the union, and I got shit done.

This better not bounce, 'Lik.

Bro, come on, man. I got you brother, all right?

The rest of the team will get direct deposits later,

but I wanted to hand you guys yours personally.

Fellas, this strike is gonna be a bitch on us, all right?

So, I need you guys to help me keep the team morale up, cool?

Yeah, man. You can count on us.

Come on. Appreciate you, brother.

We got your back.

You're still not getting your statue back.

I don't want it back.

I know what y'all get into late at night.

[applause]

BEAU: Welcome, everyone.

For those of you who don't know me,

I'm Beauregard Thatcher.

My daddy, Colonel Ulysses S. Thatcher,

was set to present the Mogul of the Year Award.

Unfortunately, the Colonel is delayed...

-Damn. -...and is quite disappointed

he cannot make it.

As a former Mogul of the Year...

What'd I miss, Ma?

-Not a damn thing. -Oh.

And neither will the Colonel. Here, get me on video.

-Okay. -BEAU: ...this great honor.

However, in my father's absence, a very special young lady

who graces the Mogul Magazine cover

with our winner will present tonight's award to her mother.

Ladies and gentlemen, please help me

welcome to the stage Kai Mack.

-POOKIE: All right, baby girl. -[cheers and applause]

Yeah!

POOKIE: Go ahead and show 'em.

-Did you do this? -Hey.

-Hi, everybody. -ALL: Hey.

Anyone else think it's weird to see a grown man

call his father "Daddy"?

[laughter]

I am so excited to present the Mogul of the Year Award

to my mom.

She's my hero. She does so many amazing things.

She's a counselor, a coach,

and the nicest person in the world.

She's funny, smart,

and her job is to make people's dreams come true.

But most of all, she makes me feel safe.

The winner of this year's Mogy,

my mom, Tasha Mack.

[cheers and applause]

Congratulations, Ma.

Mwah. You helped make my dreams come true.

-Helped? -Yeah.

Boy... [laughing]

Oh!

Get your popcorn ready. It's going down.

[laughs] Oh...

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Ah, my baby! Thank you.

Mwah! Thank you.

Whoo! [laughing]

Oh! Whew.

You know, I-I really wish the Colonel was here,

'cause I really wanted to thank him in person.

But I'm sure what I have to say will get back to him

and the entire Fury organization.

[sighs]

Yo, G, you know this stew is on point.

As is your tea. It's, uh, very good.

Got me feeling... rather nice.

This is my relaxation tea.

Lowers the inhibitions.

You know, natural herbs make the recipe.

Kinda like trust makes a relationship.

Right. Um, you-you know what this tea deserves?

A nice game of Never Have I Ever.

[gasps] Oh, we know that game!

That was me and Raquel's, like, favorite drinking game

-in college, remember? -SMOKE: Then I'll start it.

Never have I ever... peed in the shower.

You nasty, girl! You better be talking

about Jamison's bathroom and not ours.

The judgment!

God, when you gotta go, you gotta go.

JAMISON: Okay. [chuckles]

[laughter]

Okay.

Never have I ever snooped in somebody's bag.

-MEN: Mm. -You told him?

-I certainly did not. -Bro, you knew?

I certainly did not.

This tea is obviously working.

Okay, all right, I might have started snooping,

but then I realized that our trust, baby,

is bigger than my need to know

why there's some random stranger at our campfire.

[chuckles] The truth is,

my ankle's been bothering me,

and I didn't want to ruin everyone's fun

because of the pain.

So, I figured the meds would help,

and that's why Smoke brought 'em.

Well, thank you for sharing.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, and I met Smoke in prison.

Yeah. Told you all, we, uh...

we go way back.

Well, as long as we're getting personal,

never have I ever held back in a relationship.

Because I am an open book.

Hear, hear.

Never have I ever killed an animal.

JAMISON: Garret, put your hand down. We saw what you did

-to them "wabbits." -[laughing] "Wabbits"?

-Yeah... -Raq...

Raq.

Um, years ago, when I was a kid,

my mom brought home this stray

that scared the crap out of me.

And sometimes it was nice,

and sometimes it would just... snap.

One night, he went crazy and attacked her,

and I begged and I pleaded for him to stop,

but he wouldn't.

He had her by the neck, and I thought she was gonna die.

So, I took a knife, and I stabbed him,

but he wouldn't stop.

And so I stabbed him, over,

and over, and over,

and over, until...

Some animals deserve to die.

-[gunshot] -[gasping]

[chuckles] Check this out.

New belt.

Red, too, you know, my favorite color.

Y'all like it?

You know, I, uh, would first like

to dedicate this moment

to Colonel Ulysses S. Thatcher,

who always wanted to screw my Black ass.

[laughter]

Well, he finally did it,

'cause he stabbed me in the back and stole everything I had.

-[sighs] -I'm sure that's why

he's not here right now,

'cause I'd be afraid of me, too.

But the nicest person in the world

wouldn't act like that, huh?

[sighs]

You know, I had a very, uh...

interesting speech prepared,

ready to, uh, exact revenge on the Colonel.

Look at me!

Ha! Whoo! An award-winning mogul!

Without a business.

I'm broke, ashamed,

and I just keep hearing this little voice in my head

saying, "Tasha, girl, you're a fraud.

You don't deserve that award."

Truth is, I don't deserve it.

[sighs] Baby.

I mean, despite the company I built,

or the jet I bought, or the... hundreds of clients

whose dreams I helped come true,

none of that makes me a mogul.

But standing here, in this moment, right now...

I finally realize that the only thing

I ever built that matters at all

is my family.

I'm a mogul because of them.

And I accept this award on their behalf.

So, Kai, Malik, Pookie?

Yeah, baby.

-Get on up. Get on up here. -[Pookie chuckling]

-Come on. -[cheers and applause]

[Tasha whoops]

You know, my mama always said if you got family,

faith, and a job that you're proud of,

you're the richest person in the world.

Well, from where I'm standing, two out of three ain't bad.

[laughter]

Oh, and you best believe I'm dusting off my résumé, okay?

'Cause y'all ain't seen the last of LaTasha Sojourner Mack

or my sweet Black... ass.

[laughter]

[cheers and applause]

I hope you like flying first class,

'cause I'll be damned if I'm flying coach.

-I know that's right. -Mm-hmm.

-Okay. Yeah. -[cheers and applause]

Come here, baby.

[lock beeps]

♪ So, anyway ♪

♪ You'll know that I could make it, hey ♪

♪ Hey, so, anyway ♪

♪ You'll know ♪

♪ Hey, hey, so, anyway, hey... ♪

MALIK: Thanks for understanding.

Malik Wright.

♪ You'll know I can get it crackin' ♪

-[sighs heavily] -♪ You'll know ♪

-Hmm. -♪ I can make it happen ♪

-Hmm. -♪ So, so, anyway. ♪

First person to win a Mogy one day,

and apply for unemployment the next.

Mwah!

Oh!

You were the best jet

a mogul could ever have.

Mm! But don't you worry.

Mama is gonna find you a nice owner

to take care of you.

No strung-out rock stars are gonna trash you

or have groupies vomit all over your leather.

[clicks tongue, scoffs]

What the hell is wrong with me?

[sighs]

Lord.

[sighs]

I don't know what's next...

...but I pray that You will be with me every step

and we can just figure this out together.

In Jesus' name.

-[Garret laughing] -Thanks to you.

There you are, my dear.

[speaking Spanish]

Thanks for, um, bringing me here

and helping me open up.

Oh, that wasn't me, that was nature.

[laughing]: Yeah.

One with my inner self,

-and all that. -Mm-hmm.

Garret, I, um...

I want to be completely open,

but... I can't.

Not yet.

Me and my mom's relationship is complicated,

and it's gonna take a while before I let anyone in.

Take all the time that you need.

I'm not going anywhere.

-So... Excuse me. -Yeah.

-You and me. -Uh-huh.

-We're good? -Uh, yeah.

And we'll stay that way

as long you keep letting me know what's going on with you.

I will. [chuckles]

Um, I've been thinking.

I am okay with you pitching

the "More Than Helmets" campaign to Malik.

Great.

'Cause I kinda already did,

and the union bought it yesterday.

-[laughing] -Of course they did.

Of course.

-[phone buzzing] -ANNOUNCER: You've got

a Sports Take Break.

You've got a Sports Take Break.

Oh, my goodness.

-RAQUEL: Wait, what is it? -Jamison, do you see this?

Is he okay?

I don't know.

Three-ball, corner pocket. Damn it.

-[groaning] -[laughing]

[phone buzzes]

-Whoa-oh. -Right.

ANNOUNCER: You've got a Sports Take Break.

-Is it strike-related? -Yeah.

And everything just changed.

We can confirm the Colonel's plane crashed

just outside of Vegas.

The colorful owner was returning

from an emergency league meeting

about the current football strike.

First responders are on site,

but sadly, there are no survivors.

Colonel Ulysses S. Thatcher, gone at 61.

Damn.

You do work in mysterious ways.