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- Previously on The Game...
- Benji, why would I do this?

Streaming is
the future, Tash,

and the future is now.

You just got clean.

You need me here.

Mi casa is
still su casa, brother.

I packed my bags already.
I made other arrangements.

That witness has
Beau's hard drive,

with all the info.

It could send Beau to jail.

You would destroy Beau
to prove a point.

I'll do whatever it takes
to protect my child.

TEE TEE: I think he snuck off
to see Shannon Dixon.

TASHA:
The last time he saw that girl,

she put a spell on him,
he quit football.

What if you pivoted
to create a new league?

This would destroy
the union.

This would destroy the owners.

That's you forging
Daddy's signature.

If this video gets out,

you'll lose
your fancy new job.

- Here's to the 828, y'all!
- [cheering]

["Mission: Impossible" theme]

[humming theme]

Can't-- it's not working.

Can you stop humming?
It's distracting me, stop.

Girl, is it distracting you
'cause I'm humming

or is it because you'd
rather MacGyver the lock

than just...
bribe the maid?

- You didn't.
- [laughing]

Free chicken tenders
at Club EndZone for life?

That's a good deal.

- See?
- All right,

begin Project
Find Xavier's Laptop.

- Yep.
- Timer set for two minutes.

Got it.

Oh, my God.

This guy is
still a super-freak.

I mean, he's probably
still paranoid

and keeps all his videos
on his laptop

and probably
doesn't make copies.

I mean, a guy this cocky
never changes.

Can you please not say
the word "cocky"

- while holding that?
- Does it bother you?

Oh, my gosh, nah.

Um, the laptop's not here.

[door opening]

XAVIER: Yeah.
Let me know what you've got.

[humming]

- [beeping]
- [clunk]

[alarm chiming]

[phone ringing]

Whaddup?

Okay, dope, yeah, no,

no, I'm on the way.

[door opening, closing]

It smells like used condoms
and Fritos down there.

That was close.

Oh, my God.

- What?
- What?

- Is that?
- What? What is it?

Twizzlers?!
He's gonna pay for this.

I mean,
what kind of minibar...

doesn't have
Peanut M&Ms?

He left the safe open!

Okay, so I didn't find
the laptop...

but I found
Xavier's kryptonite.

What is it? Hmm.

Xavier's
a compulsive gambler.

Yeah, we can work with that.

- [knocking on door]
- WOMAN: Housekeeping.

[door unlocking]

[theme music]

Ooh, Malik's businesses

are going down
faster than a five-dollar ho.

Okay, we gotta get that

- under control.
- Mm-hmm.

[clearing throat]
You do realize

- this is my office.
- And you do realize

that my deductible
pays your rent,

so give it
to me straight, Doc.

Am I going through the change?

That would explain
her irritability

- and mood swings.
- No. It's not menopause.

The cramps are from stress
and constipation,

which you can alleviate
by working less

and not on my exam table.

Oh...
[laughing]

Stool softener.

You saying
I'm full of shit?

I'm saying you should
pay attention to your health.

Okay.

Okay, so look,
I need you to gather

all of the heads
of Malik's companies

- for a state of the union.
- Got it.

I'll put it in after
a meeting with the prosecutor

- from Missouri.
- Yeah...

Sara needs to know
not to cross a woman

- with a hard stool.
- Maybe Dr. Gilmore's right.

I mean, maybe you should just
slow down for a little bit.

Slow down? Girl,
Tasha Mack got one speed.

Cash money fast.
All right, let's go.

- WOMAN: Do not go in there!
- Hey-hey!

- Gentlemen...
- I said you can't go in.

Oh, don't worry, darling,
this will be quick.

Malik Wright,
what an unpleasant surprise.

We were just passing by,
and we came bearing gifts.

You were passing by L.A.?

Okay-- we don't want
your gifts, Malik,

because we don't want
a new football league.

Chance, hear him out,
it can work.

Unlike that tie.

Gentlemen, I present to you

the All World Football League.

[laughing]
A-W-F-L.

Awful!

[laughter]

I don't need swag

to realize that
this is an awful idea.

It's the All World
Football League, gentlemen,

- because it's for all people.
- That's right.

And it takes care
of all its players, Chance.

We don't need
a fantasy league, Malik.

What we need is a PR win.

GARRET: Do you really believe
that the owners

care what the public thinks?
Come on, Chance.

You might not have
a sense of fashion,

but you do have common sense.

We're meeting here
in Los Angeles.

The owners are
meeting in Vegas.

Neither side is talking.

Would you like to know why?

Because Mr. Awful here
keeps shooting from the hip

and dropping dead bodies
everywhere he goes.

Well, let me make this
simple for you guys.

If I get you
your PR victory,

you hold a vote with the players
on the new league.

And if you don't,
you will resign as players' rep.

And let us do our job.

I'll take that action.

All right, guys, so, uh,

back to whatever it is
you guys do up here

in this meeting.

[laughter]

This is really
what they came up with.

Let's get back
to work, fellas.

This is gonna put
Beau Thatcher in jail.

- [laughing]
- [clearing throat]

Tasha, Paxton,

Federal Prosecutor
Shannon Dixon is here.

Ms. Dixon, I'm Paxton.
We spoke on the phone.

- This is my client--
- Tasha Mack.

You're my whistleblower?

Oh... I'm gonna love this.

- Paxton, I need the room.
- Tasha, I don't think--

- I need the room.
- Paxton...

I'd go if I were you.

Ms. Mack hates
not getting her way.

I'll take that.
Thank you.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Well...

I'm here
as federal prosecutor

for the Eastern District
of Missouri

to secure evidence
and establish a chain of custody

for materials related
to an ongoing

criminal investigation
regarding Beau Thatcher.

And none of that
seems coincidental?

I'm not the one
who called the feds.

I called the feds,
I didn't call

the woman
who destroyed my son's life.

And nearly destroyed mine
in the process.

- Like you give a damn.
- Watch your tongue, girl.

Now, what happened
with you and Malik,

that's on you.
I did the right thing.

And from the looks of it,
it worked out for everybody.

- So, you're welcome.
- Well, if all is well,

then maybe
I'll just drop by.

- Say hi before I leave.
- The hell you will.

If you do...
this stays with me.

Are you really holding
federal evidence hostage?

I'm using the leverage I have.

The same old controlling,
manipulative Tasha Mack.

- Fine, scout's honor.
- You're gonna have to do

more than that.
I need your word.

Promise me
you will not see Malik.

I've kept my word 19 years,
why would I stop now?

Good seeing you, Tasha.

Let's not wait
two decades next time.

Excuse me.

All eyes on her.

I wanna know what she does
and where she does it.

Yeah, thought
I told you, Sara...

Sara comped me at the hotel

- for the trouble.
- Oh, babe, you could just

stay with me
till you find a place.

I would love
to wake up next to you

- every morning.
- That would be nice, babe.

- ["car backing up" beeps]
- But I'm good.

Besides, this is
the best sleep I've gotten

- since the strike started.
- [clunking]

- Oh, what--
- Uh, Brittany, I-I gotta roll.

I'll call you back, okay?

Hey! Hey, wait!

Wait, hey-hey, my man!

That's-- I--
I can get out of here now.

I can get out of here now.
Just give me a...

[sighing]

Mm.

[beep]

RECEPTIONIST:
Ms. Pitts, Xavier Mitchell

- is here to see you.
- [sighing]

Send him in.

Xavier.

Congratulations again
on winning the bid.

I hope your unscrupulous ass

- is proud.
- I can assure you

that my ass is indeed
feeling itself right now.

[laughing]
Oh... are we sure

that's not
just a diaper rash?

[laughing]

Now, um, I'm-a need you
to destroy that video,

- and I need to watch you do it.
- As soon as the contract

is signed
and my first payment is made.

Hey, Brittany?
I'm gonna miss

- that 2:00 meeting.
- Oh, no worries.

Beau, Xavier,
this is Beau Thatcher,

VP of Thatcher Group Casinos.

Beau, this is Xavier,
our new alcohol supplier.

- Pleasure.
- Indeed.

Um, bad news,

Denzel said
he won't be able

to make the game,
something about

- reshoots on his new film.
- Damn.

Well, we'll be one player short
for High Roller Night.

Are we talking poker?

Because I'm a pretty decent
player myself.

BEAU: Really?
Well, buy-in's 50 grand.

You cover that, you're in.

Well, then it sounds
like we're playing poker.

That your phone?

- Thank you, Brittany.
- No problem.

[chuckling]

Uh, great, so I will bring

the contract
to the casino tonight.

So, either way,
you'll leave a winner.

- [chuckling]
- All right, I'll see you later.

See ya...

later.

Welcome to
the first virtual summit

of Malik Wright Enterprises.

I am your CEO,
Tasha Mack,

and I ain't gonna
sugarcoat it, y'all.

Sales suck.

But there's
a new captain here,

and I'm ready
to turn this ship around.

Captain Mack,
Malik's Weed Emporium

just got a batch
of sativa blend.

Perfect for seasickness.

Uh, Tevin, that was a metaphor,
go back on mute.

But save me
an ounce of that sativa.

- Candy?
- Respectfully, Tasha,

we're not the problem,
Malik is.

As long as
he's the face of this strike,

- business is gonna suffer.
- You know what, Candy?

Mute you too.
I will handle Malik's image.

He and I,
we got a plan.

But facts don't lie.
Even in the good times,

y'all sales were trash--
the bottom line is,

anybody who doesn't meet
the new financial goals

is fired-- Mack out.

- Man.
- [setting down remote]

This strike has
been going on for weeks,

and nobody is talking;
I'm gonna change that.

So I've invited
the owners' council

- for a sit-down.
- Sit-down?

We need to take
the fight to them,

- not wait on bended knee.
- Shh-shh-shh.

MALIK: Ultimately,
I'm trying to make this

as easy as possible,
all right?

So this is the very room
that the owners are

scheduled to meet in,
so I'm gonna wait right here

for a friendly
face-to-face with them.

But Dallas owner
Eugene Drake,

who's taken
the Colonel's place

as council president,
vows never to negotiate.

What makes you think
he'll show?

MALIK: Because he's a smart man,
and because it's in

everyone's best interest
to make this happen.

And furthermore, I'm not leaving
this damn room until he does.

So this is what, like, a sit-in?

Ah, exactly.

It's a peaceful sit-in.

Health care is a human right.

As a matter of fact,
this is our Selma moment.

See, this right here,
this is money.

Malik TV, ow.

We don't want Malik.
We want you.

No, what you need is
a Tasha Mack master class,

and here is lesson one--
always trust Tasha Mack.

I-I don't see
how waiting for one man

to see another
is content.

What? Look,
America loves

a train wreck,
and they also love an underdog.

And with this move,
Malik just gave you both.

- Mm-hmm.
- How many eyeballs you get

- on that channel?
- Uh, live, 50K.

Okay, all right, look,
if Malik doesn't average

at least
a hundred thousand views,

I'll do Tasha Mack TV,

and if he does,
Malik TV-- ow!--

just got a new home, baby.

- Damn.
- Damn.

- Yeah?
- I'm looking for Lula.

- Is she here?
- LULA: Ask 'em if they got

- the extra mamba sauce.
- It ain't the food, baby.

They're not coming.

She's indisposed
and hungry,

- so just come back later.
- Who the hell at my door?

- It's-it's me, Mama.
- Jamie?

- It's me.
- Good Lord.

It's my baby boy.

Come give Mama some sugar.

How you doin'?
You a'ight?

[sobbing]

This is my famous
football son.

Jamison Junior.

Jamie.

This Tyrone.

We been spending
time together.

- How you doin', son?
- Yeah, what's up?

Well, look, uh,
while y'all "re-une,"

I'm-a step out
and get some food.

Don't bring your ass back
without my menthol.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Mom, when was the last time
you cleaned this place?

Get Mama some water, baby.

- Yes, ma'am.
- With some ice in it.

Good to see you, baby.

It's really good
to see you, too.

Mm-hmm.

I'm glad you, uh...

I'm glad you moved
out of that shelter.

I never liked that place.

It always smelled
like cheese.

I like cheese, though.

Yes, you do.

I just moved
out of my spot too.

Needed a place
to crash for a few days,

a place
where nobody cares who I am.

Or who I was.

That's one thing
I can always say about you, Ma.

You never judge me.

[distant music]

How much is this asshole up?

Three hundred
and twenty grand.

Okay.
Let's do it.

I can win enough
for the both of us.

I don't want you to get
your pretty little hands dirty.

- What if I like it dirty?
- Mr. Mitchell?

- A double tornado.
- Thank you.

For the man destroying
everything in his path.

Cheers to that.

Well, congrats
on the hot streak.

- [laughing]
- Thanks, Brit,

but I'm on to you.

[laughing]
Excuse me?

Look, I might be a jerk,
but I'm not stupid,

and you're not that smart.

My invite to this game,
it was too easy.

You wanted me to lose
so that you'd have leverage

- to get that video back.
- Well, you can't blame me

- for trying.
- Oh, but I can.

Bring me
my contract now.

Your little charade is over.

Eight hours
and still no owners.

I'll be back.
Raquel needs some help.

Yeah, more like...

seven hours, 52 minutes,
and 33 seconds,

but who the fuck is counting?

I am. And savoring
every second.

Just thought I'd drop in
from Los Angeles

and witness this fiasco
in person.

Chance, why don't
you chill, brother?

We're supposed to be
on the same damn team.

But I thought Malik was
only on Team Malik.

At least at the end of this,

I'll finally have you
out of my hair.

[phone ringing]

Erika? Any news?

I still got eyes on Shannon.

- No movement yet.
- Damn.

Malik's stream is
down to 37,000.

Fuck. Hey.

Shit, looks like
both our plans is failing.

Maybe, but not
without a fight, baby.

- I got a plan.
- Mack-Wright.

One-point-two million.

Cash me out.

- We good?
- Very.

- Twizzler?
- No.

XAVIER:
[sighs] What a day, what a day.

Just a minute.

XAVIER:
What, is something wrong?

As much as I hate to make
your night any better,

your contract.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir.

It appears you've been
passing counterfeit chips.

That's insane. I've been sitting
at that table for hours.

All these chips
belong to your hotel.

Is that right?
Come here.

You wanna
search me? Okay.

[clearing throat]

Then how do you explain these?

That's bullshit.
Those aren't mine.

I'm sure it's a mix-up.
But hotel policy

- demands we investigate.
- I didn't do anything.

Beau, is this really necessary?
I mean, he's one of us.

Quick room search should
clear this right up.

My laptop's not up there.

So you can go to hell.

- Okay, next order of business.
- Eugene, I renew my objection.

What could it hurt
to talk to the union?

- Oh, really? Excuse me.
- I'm sorry, is there a problem?

Yes, there is a problem.

Oh... wow.

Isn't this cozy?

Excuse me
for barging in,

but, uh, I need you all
to tell America

why you won't
meet with the union.

This is a private meeting,
Ms. Mack.

Well, then why don't
you just be man enough

to get on that elevator
and go down and meet with Malik?

Nice try,
but stunts like this,

they-they belong
at Circus Circus.

And so do clowns.

You got that?
Good.

I got your clown.

Hey, Brit.
It's me.

Um, I've been
apartment hunting.

No luck yet,
so I'm-a just crash

at the hotel
one more night.

I miss you, babe.

[clunk]

- Damn.
- [snoring]

31,000 streams.

- [thud]
- Damn.

Sorry, baby.

What-- where's Garret?

He gave up about an hour ago.

I guess it's just you and me
like always, huh?

- [phone ringing]
- Mm, what, girl?

BRITTANY:
Shannon is here, in the casino.

You gotta get Malik
out of here.

Okay, she ain't here
because of him,

- she's here because of me.
- Mom, wha...

Mom, where you going?
No, come here-- not--

not you too!
Damn it, Ma!

Hey, you two,
come with me.

[sighing]
You know,

a wise man once said
a leader with no followers

is just a man
out for a walk.

You're making us look
like fools, Malik.

Oh! You're finally
quitting, huh?

No, dawg.

- I'm just going for a walk.
- Hmm.

You're wasting your time.

Oh, we have
all the time in the world.

Found something.

That is not mine.
The hell is that thing?

Are you kidding me right now?
Do you even have

any idea
who you're fucking with?!

- My lawyers--
- All right, all right.

Give us the room if you please.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

What the hell is going on here?

What's up, asshole?

- You set me up.
- Me?

I'm not that smart.

But I did hear that
counterfeiting casino chips

carries a penalty
of six years in prison

and a hundred thousand
dollar fine.

Per count.

You fucking bitch.

Oh, I bet you say that
to all the girls, huh?

Now, Xavier,
this all goes away

once you give Brittany
what she wants.

[sighing]

You ate all that damn candy
and didn't check the minibar?

That's a great
fucking hiding spot.

It's a pleasure
doing business with you.

Wonderful, now that
that's all squared away,

the only matter
we have left to discuss

is your little bill.

- This isn't over, ladies.
- Oh, but your contract is.

- 828 strikes again.
- [squealing]

- 828!
- We strike again!

BOTH:
828, we strike again!

- Is the coast clear?
- Yeah.

And thanks
for being my Brad Pitt.

You ready
for this Ocean's 11?

- Oh, God, get a room.
- Shit, yeah.

We got one right here!

Paid in full.

Hey, um,
I'm sorry, can we--

can we finish this?

Hey. Hey.

I'll be right back.

Mm-hmm.

If you hurry up,
you might catch me in the tub.

[elevator chime]

Malik Wright.

It's not a sit-in
if you're walking around.

And it's not a negotiation

if you're the only party
at the table.

Sure about that?

No cameras,
no reporters, just us.

Two men having a talk.

You got 12 floors, Malik.

I only need ten,
same age as your daughter Megan

when she first
fought leukemia.

And your point?

My point is this.

She had access
to the best care,

and now she's about
to graduate Yale,

and she's getting married
in the spring.

See, if I didn't have
the ability to care

for my illness,
I may not be alive today.

I just think all players
should have the same access

to health care
that we do,

and I think
that's worth talking about.

Well played, Malik.

Adding Megan,
that was a nice touch.

But let me be clear.

You don't call the shots.

I do.

Players are not now

and never will be our equals,

do you understand?

We own y'all.

[beep]

Now, this is
the penthouse, son.

And you're going down.

[elevator chime]

One day, you girls'll
have to tell me

how y'all put
that together so fast.

Oh, a lady never
schemes and tells,

- at least not sober.
- [laughing]

Seriously, though,
I just wanna thank you both.

I couldn't have
done this without you.

- It just means so much.
- Besides it being

tons of fun,
it was also a pleasure.

See, Xavier was on
our slimeball most wanted list.

- [laughter]
- I can imagine.

You know, the old me would
just find this victory

so frickin' sweet.

But now it's just, like...

I really need to stop
taking so many risks.

Well, my daddy used to say,

the bigger the risk,

the bigger the win,
and oftentimes

the bigger the mistake,
trust me, I've made my share.

Now, all you have to do is
own up to it, and you move on.

And pray you never
get caught, right?

- Amen.
- Beauregard Thatcher.

We already got
this situation handled.

- Wrong situation. Move.
- You're under arrest

for illegal gambling
and business fraud.

- What are you talking about?
- You have the right

to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will--

Are you kidding?
Get those cameras outta my face.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you do not have one,
one will be appointed for you.

Do you understand
your rights as...

Promise made.
Promise kept.

- Tasha Mack don't play.
- No, she don't.

But you knew that,
didn't you?

Guess I did.

Tell Malik
I applaud his efforts

and he has my respect.

[dramatic music]

[Lula humming]

Oh, snap.

Angel biscuits.

Grits and smoked sausage?

My favorite pre-game meal.
Thank you, Mama.

Boy, quit fussin'
and sit down and eat.

Ah.

- Mmm.
- How's it taste?

Like I'm ten years old again.

Like I'm... home,
and I never wanna leave.

And you don't have to.

You can stay
as long as you want.

So I guess
you heard me last night.

No, I was out
like a belly button.

But I know you wouldn't
be here if life was good.

You wanna talk about it?

Things just aren't going
how I planned, Ma.

Football.
And life.

I'm hurtin', Ma.

And I don't know
what to do about it.

Baby, you do
what you always do.

You fight.

And when you get
tired of fighting,

you let people who love you
fight for you.

Yeah, but you ain't raised me
to take no charity.

Ma, I don't--
I don't need saving.

Now, see,
that's that pride talking.

The same pride your daddy had.

The same pride that made you
a great football player

is the same pride
that kept you

from leaving that girl
when I begged you to.

Let it go, baby.

Or it's gonna ruin you.

Mm-mm-mm.

Something smells good.

Got your menthols.

Ah-ah, not till
you give me my pills.

I ain't got your pills.

What the hell I look like,
taking that shit?

Well, they gone, and if you
ain't take 'em, then he did.

What? Man, I ain't
take your stuff.

Now look,
it's a blue bottle,

just... you know,
empty your pockets.

- What're you even doing here?
- I pay bills here.

You pay bills here?
This is bills?

- You just visiting.
- Right. Okay.

Lula, either he go,
or I do.

Mama, tell him to leave.

Mama.

Baby...

come back later, okay?

He'll be gone.

I'll make us supper.

I'll make your favorite.

Sloppy joes.

I should've
never came here.

Jamie?

Jamie? Jamie?

Baby, come on, Jamie?

[sighing]

What's with
the pity party, boo-boo?

Ma, a leader
with no followers

is like a fool walking
a dog with no feet.

Hmm.

I don't think
that's the right quote,

- but I get it.
- Hmm.

And you're wrong, baby.

You are not walking alone.

[clicks tongue]

- 600,000 viewers?
- Mm-hmm.

And they all tuned in
to Malik TV.

BOTH: Ow.

Wait, Ma,
I don't understand.

Well, turns out,
people like seeing

white folk get arrested.
Who knew?

Now look, everything that
you wanna say to the owners?

- Mm-hmm?
- I want you to say it

to the fans,
'cause they're the ones

that really matter.

Mm.

Earlier today,
I had a run-in

with the Dallas owner
Eugene Drake,

and he opened my eyes to...

[scoffs]
...to a lot of things.

You know,
the truth is,

from the moment
I laid that helmet down,

I failed as a leader.

[sighing]

I'm the reason
we're on strike.

And I'm the reason
that the owners are winning.

I ignored the union,
and I undermined

a great leader
in Chance Worley.

And for that, y'all,
I'm truly sorry.

I just pray that,
in time,

my team and my fans...

you guys will forgive me.

[clicks tongue]

But... as of now?

This sit-in is officially over.

Malik Wright out.

Ow.

[knocking on door]

[sniffs]

Yo.

What's... What's up?

What's up
with the watering can?

Oh, yeah, I'm, um...

I'm a plant dad.

And I'm nurturing
my babies right now.

What's... What's going on?

Um...

I'm out of options, Smoke.

- [sighing]
- I need a place to crash.

Look, Jay,
I could be your roommate,

or your dealer,
but I can't do both.

- [rattling]
- I have pills.

I don't have a place
to lay my head.

- Thank you.
- Yep.

- Put that with that.
- Ma, I got this--

- It should all go together.
- No, but the folders--

It doesn't make sense to--

Don't put it up here,
Mom, it's my--

- Baby, baby, baby.
- Yes, what?

- Over your shoulder.
- Oh.

You're wrong
about a lot of things,

but not this.
Going to the owners...

was never the answer.

If they don't want
our business... fuck 'em.

We work with the people
who deserve to work with us.

You got your vote, Malik,

but this AWFL league,

it better work.

I say let's get this
on Malik TV.

- BOTH: Ow!
- [laughter]

First order
of business, tomorrow,

we get a name change, y'all.

Huh? Huh? [laughs]

And, fellas,
from now on, baby,

whatever we do,
we do that shit together.

[laughter]

- My man.
- Hell yeah!

- Come on now.
- Oh, Bobby,

now you wanna bring it in, huh?

Huh, Bobby?

[laughter, excited chatter]

[laughter]

Well, you look
fierce and fabulous.

Okay, okay,
ladies...

here's to our version

of Ocean's 8.

Sis, I think you mean
Ocean's 828.

Look, I don't know
what ocean it is,

I just know I couldn't have
done this without y'all,

so here's to the 828, y'all!

[overlapping shouts and cheers]

[up-tempo music]

[music over dialogue]

[music continues]

[music over dialogue]

[music continues]

Hollywood ain't got shit on us!

Period!

Right? Say it.

[pool balls clacking]

Mmm...

Damn, this some good shit.

Uh-huh, that's
that new "Sit-In" blend

- at Malik's Weed Emporium.
- Mm-hmm.

And thanks to you, Ma,
that's one of our top sellers.

Well, damn,
I need a raise.

[laughter]

- Here.
- Nah, I'm good.

But I betcha
Sara needs a hit

after what happened with Beau.

But, see,
that's the strange part.

She saw Beau go down,
and she didn't even blink.

I think
she playing you, Malik.

I think she wanted Beau to fall.

Oh, shit,
speaking of playing,

you know you got that
Make-a-Wish kid visit today.

Ah, yeah, today I make
some dying kid's wish come true.

- [laughing]
- Just hope he don't wanna

get laid for the first time.

- Oh.
- Whoa, Mom, you okay?

- Huh?
- Yeah, I'm fine,

it's just a female thing.

- Just give me a minute.
- Okay.

All right.

I'm sorry,
she threatened to indict me.

Sha-- Shannon?

Hey, Malik.

It's been a while.