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I know, little man, I'm sorry.

But you went bowling, huh? With Grandma?

That's fun.

What else did you do?

So I bought this engagement ring

to finally propose to Ash right before I got locked up.

It's sitting in a box at my mom's house,

and I made Ash promise not to go diggin' around.

Fingers crossed my mom don't find it.

- She'll overreact. - Oh, my God!

We could marry you guys in jail.

Oh, God, Rainey, please, please,

- can we just act like you didn't see that? - All right.

Or Janelle.

Y'all finna do the damn thing?

Me and Ash still don't know

what made her come back after hella years.

Anyway, sounds like she's getting along flirtatiously

with that Earl dude next door.

I am the Spice King.

Seems like he's been

adopted by our crazy-ass family.

Good luck, bruh.

Don't start no shit.

He's fresh outta San Quentin State Prison,

which is where I'm transferring to next week.

I don't know what it's gonna be like after this.

Go! Go! Go, go, go! Find a shirt!

Ashley, I'm finna borrow your heels again.

'Cause I don't wanna stunt on you too hard today.

I just know you're gonna wear pants today.

Mm, I have a skirt.

- Amazing. - Mm.

You still looking for your ID?

I know where it is. Hurry up with the skirt.

We have to be there in an hour.

Rick Ayers is meeting us there.

Aha! Here it is. See? I know what I'm doing.

Mama Rainey, you got your ID, right?

Oh, my God. It was one time.

You were 15 years old,

and we got out of Mexico just fine.

I mean, illegally, but it was fine.

Okay, who in the hell dressed Sean

like one of the cast members from Jersey Shore?

Sean.

Trish, I can't believe you signed off on this.

I'm happy for them. I love an assertive woman.

Mm-hmm. You wanna do champagne?

No, you got the bottle.

- I got the glasses. - A'ight.

Mommy, what are you doing?

We had glasses. It... oh, fantastic.

Oh, y'all, Earl told me to tell y'all, "What's up?"

And he gonna make us a nice dinner

when we get back.

Ooh! Can Sean have some bubbly?

Yeah, a little bit.

What? What the hell, y'all? No!

A tiny little bit. It'll be fine.

Oh, my God.

Um, you changing your clothes, right?

- I have a skirt. - She has a skirt.

You got your ID, Rainey?

Oh, my God, for the love of...

Mom.

Ash.

Okay, bitch.

You are so beautiful.

Okay.

Let's do a surprise wedding

for a man who doesn't know that he proposed.

- Yeah! - Whoo!

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

- Get it started, bitch! - Pour me one?

Talk to me.

Yo, James, um,

so they say I should be off by 6:00.

I should be home by 7:00 easy.

Uh, that's-that's cool, right?

Yeah. You're good 'til 7:00.

Just leave me a message.

Today is my Mobo Triton randonneur,

so I'll be off the grid for a bit.

Ah, all right.

Well, good luck, um, ran-gineering

or racketeering or...

Hey, man, good luck with whatever the fuck you doing.

But-but, uh, I'm good, though, right?

Yeah. Yeah. You're fine.

Just make sure you're home by 7:00.

All right.

All right, next, please.

- Mm-hmm.

Next in line.

He's gonna love this, right?

Ashley, girl, I'm gonna keep it 100 wit' you.

But this shit here is the sweetest thing

I have ever seen.

No, for real, if I was locked up

and if somebody proposed to me,

oh, bitch, conjugals would be... disgustin'.

Okay, okay, let's, uh,

just everybody just take a deep breath.

Today is gonna be perfect.

- Hey! Rainey. - Rick!

- Please stay single file. - Oh.

I... sorry. I'll... yeah. Mwah!

And mazel tov to you.

Not the greatest of surroundings,

but a simhah just the same.

- Hi, Uncle Rick! - Oh, hi, Trishy.

You look amazing.

We still "dancing"?

No. No, no, no. Um, private kink service now.

Oh, that's fun! That is fun.

And it's operating out of the house.

Rick, this is Ashley, our beautiful bride-to-be,

and this is my grandson, Sean.

Ashley, this is Rick Ayers, one of my oldest friends.

Yeah, from back in the protest days.

You and I have spent plenty of time in jails, haven't we?

We would have spent more time

if it wasn't for your get-out-of-jail trick.

- Okay...

What is happening?

Oh, what trick was that?

I used to flash cops

so we could get away without being arrested.

Yeah, flash and dash.

Comes out of nowhere. You can buy a few seconds.

- So what are we

gonna do today; Is, uh, Hindu, Jewish...

Uh, you want me to give you a sampler?

Uh, just a loosely Catholic thing.

- We're not too religious.

Fuck! Mommy, you just...

You go ahead. You go ahead.

Okay. Okay, baby. Thank you.

My children here thought

I wasn't gonna remember to bring this.

This is expired.

What?

This ID is expired.

Oh, come on. It's clearly still me.

Couldn't we please just...

Okay, I suppose a jail is not the kind of place...

I hate this fucking place.

Okay, I'm gonna run home. You guys go in.

I'm gonna get my passport. I'll be right back.

- Okay. - Rainey, you're gonna miss it.

No, no, no, you go on in. I promise I'll be back.

- Fuck!

Arms out to the sides.

I-I'll do the ceremony

really fast when she gets back.

The only thing that really matters is, well, the "I dos."

Yeah, but um, we haven't even told him that he's getting married.

Kinda wanna sort of give him a minute

to marinate on that.

I'm sorry. What? He-he doesn't know?

Shit, he don't even know they engaged.

She found the ring in the box of his stuff

that he left when he got locked up.

- Oh, boy. - Yeah, but it was for me.

Uh, he hasn't given it to me yet,

but we found it in a shoebox that was meant for me.

- Yeah, okay, okay.

But I can't marry two people

when one of the people doesn't know he's getting married.

That's nonconsensual marriage. That's a nuptial assault.

- Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Whoa, what?

That's... that's not what's happening here.

- All right. - He-he wants to marry me.

Did he say that?

- No. - Mm.

Um, but we all know.

Yes.

We all know he wants it.

- Oh... what? - What?

Okay, how are you gonna get

his signature on the marriage papers?

Okay. Is it my grill?

Well, we was just gonna forge that.

- Read the room, 'Nelle. - Okay.

All right, fine. Uh, I can't do this.

Here you go. Enjoy.

Wait. No, no. Please.

We need to do this before he transfers to San Quentin.

I will be an accessory to collusion.

I already got two strikes against me.

You're a very nice lady.

- You're very beautiful. - OW!

He's so cute. I gotta go.

Are you fucking kidding me?

- No. - Thanks, Rick.

Bye-bye, Trishy!

What am I gonna do?

Now this shit won't come out my mouth.

- Okay, okay.

Get it out of my mouth. Ow... ow... ow!

Mom, are we not going to see Dad?

- No, look. We are. We are. - Ow, ow! Damn!

Bitch, I am not a ketchup bottle.

- Well, fuck.

I'm just trying to help.

No more visitors allowed in.

The next visitation block is in an hour.

- Shit. - Come on!

It won't come out. It won't come out.

Hey, new guy.

We got another boat coming in.

So we're gonna be out a bit longer.

Are y-you sure? I gotta get back.

- 'Cause, you know, I mean, I... - Oh, don't worry 'bout that.

This happens all the time.

The office will notify everybody.

All right.

I have to be back by 7:00.

Fuck.

This isn't at all how I imagined my wedding day.

I mean, honestly, I never really imagined it.

But I guess I thought it would be

somewhere beautiful,

and my mom would be there.

And the worst thing that I would have to worry about

is my period or something.

We tried it a few times.

First we said not until after Sean was born.

Then my mom got sick, so we got the tattoos.

Saved money, wanted to do it the movie way

until we were better off.

We almost were.

Y'all hos know I could get ordained

in ten minutes or less?

Ash, I could be in charge of your ceremony, girl, okay?

Ha. Don't trip. I got this.

Trishy to the motherfucking rescue.

- Thank you. - Oh, Lord.

Look, look, it's okay.

Look, we still got 20 minutes left, okay?

It's good. We good.

Yeah, but this is crazy.

Doubling down when we're at our worst,

separated by an ocean of metal and concrete.

I need to tell you somethin'.

Yeah.

I was married in Bali.

What?

Yeah.

For three years, to a man named Mustafa.

He, uh, he had a two-year-old when I met him.

But, yeah, shit, we lived together.

I became a stepmom to his daughter, Tiare.

And she has the prettiest smile,

and he... he loved me

in a way that I had never been loved here.

And we was a family.

Oh.

Have, um...

'Nelle, you were a mom.

For a little bit, yeah.

Okay, y'all know I can have my own church

when I finish this?

Oh, y'all having a moment. My bad, bitches.

You wanna know something, though, Ash?

Love is easy when it's easy,

but when shit get hard,

sis, that's when you supposed to double down.

That's what all that love is there for.

Did you double down?

I did.

But he didn't.

But Miles will, Ash.

He always will, 'cause the shit y'all got

is cosmic.

I-I'd call it Trish's Church.

"Come celebrate the ho-ly spirit."

Dickmatized.

- Girl, if you don't finish... - Uh.

My bad.

What a place to start.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

This ain't where y'all start, though.

You and Miles started as two little nasty-ass

bad teenagers, okay?

- And listen.

And the big day isn't the day

when you decide to be with somebody.

It's every day, Ash.

Every day that you wake up and you go,

"Ey, dat's my person."

And you and Miles got years of that together.

Are you okay?

I'm getting there.

Well, I see why you didn't tell me.

His name is Mustafa.

You know I gotta roast you, right?

- Bitch!

Listen, his ass is cute, okay?

I'm ordained, niggas.

This is the final call for visitation.

Fuck it. I'm doing this.

- We getting married. - Ahh!

We can make it, we can make it.

Wait, shit, what about Rainey?

- No, she'll catch up. Let's go. - Okay, okay, okay, okay.

- Fuck! My grill.

- Bitch. - Okay.

- You guys just go without me. - Bitch, you're the minister.

Right, look. Lord, forgive me!

Wait, wait, wait, wait! Wait!

Okay. Okay.

- Ah!

Ah, thank you sky zaddy.

- Oh, God. - Okay.

- Fuck.

Hey, this is James's work cell.

If you think you're fucking up, you probably are.

Leave me a message.

Hey, James, look. It's Earl.

Um, look, we had to tug a extra boat today,

so we're running a little late, man.

Look, I'm just now getting off the boat.

The port office told me they'd take care of it,

but, uh, look, man, this light is very fucking red.

So I'ma just head home. Call me back. Call me back.

I'm going home right now.

It's cool. It's gonna be green.

When I get to the crib, it's gonna be green.

It's cool, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool.

Window five.

- You said five? - Five, five, five.

Oh my God. Hello, beautiful.

Who the fuck are you?

- I'm Niles. - Your name is what?

Niles Turner.

Are you saying Niles or Miles?

I'll say whatever you want.

Where is Miles? Miles Turner with an M.

He may be in another visitation block.

Aw, shit. Listen, you just stay here.

- We gonna go find him, okay? - No, no, no, no...

I got you, sis, don't worry. Come on, y'all.

Hold up, is that my baby?

What? I'm sorry.

Did you just say Miles Turner?

There's another inmate named Miles Turner in this prison?

What are the odds? That's crazy.

W-what he look like?

White boy, slick-back hair,

California tattoo with a star on the bay.

Oakland white boy?

Hold up, he had a partner

who looked kinda like Krayzie Bone

and they had lit a dude on fire that one time?

Yes.

Okay.

I refuse to marry you.

I'm sorry. I have this effect on people.

I-I know you really wanted it, but I gotta go, okay?

I got enough drama in my life. I got heat on me.

I don't need yours. You understand.

Guard, tell Miles I said sorry.

More so Miles than you,

'cause this was really your fault.

I think I need solitary tonight.

Just, you know, separate me from the other inmates

for my own safety.

The voicemail box

of the number you have dialed is full.

Fuck. Fuck!

Hey, baby.

Hey.

You're wearing a wedding dress.

I know.

Well, somebody doesn't listen.

When I get outta here, I'm gonna give you

that ring, and if you still want it then...

I want it now.

And I want you now.

And I want you to know that you have me now.

So I'm proposing that you propose to me.

I want a house in San Quentin

and DVDs from that little cart thing

and cuddling.

Except for the cuddling part, all that sounds terrible.

I know. Everything is terrible.

But I want to be in terrible with you.

But this is not how you planned it.

I mean, don't marry me out of guilt.

Miles,

we already are married.

You already are my partner.

I just need it on paper so we can have sex

and Sean can hug his dad.

You got the ring.

We're almost there.

You don't owe me.

You don't owe me this.

What was the song you were supposed to play me

during Sean's birth?

Too $hort's "Gettin' It"?

Good song.

Wrong song, and so I made an executive decision,

and I took it off the playlist.

It was a good call.

Well, now I'm making an executive decision.

- Oh. - Mm.

Propose to me.

I know you practiced it

or you wouldn't have bought me that ring.

Propose to me now.

You're serious.

Okay, we found it. We found it.

This is your family.

Are you in?

Dad?

I just do as I'm told.

- Yes. - Yes!

Uh

Can you lean forward, babe?

Ashley Rose...

You and I have been together for 12 years.

Wow.

But to me, you have always been my wife.

I am in love

with the mother you are to our son.

I'm in love with the partner that you are to me.

And every day, I'm grateful that we found each other

and that we get to go through life together.

Now, I know that we say we don't know

the first thing about marriage.

But I think we know everything there is to know

about being a team.

Except I skipped to jewelry, and I forgot to ask.

But if you'll have me,

forever,

I know I can be happy anywhere,

as long as I have you.

So...

Ashley Rose,

will you marry me?

Yes.

Is this why y'all are all dressed up?

I mean, we're gonna have to wait till we get to Quentin

and we can do a marriage thing there, I guess.

Oh, no, I'm wearing the dress. We doing it now.

- Uh-huh. - Hand on the glass, baby.

Uh, don't we need a priest for that?

- Ooh, I got this. - She's ordained.

Ordained in what?

Hand.

- Out, everybody.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Wait. Um, okay, wait.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today...

- Skip ahead, sis. - Okay, uh, um, um...

- Faster. - Okay.

Marriage is about love and responsibility.

Are you just reading off the walls right now?

Shit, I had very little prep time.

Trish, the end part. Come on.

- Okay, okay, okay. - Out! All of you, now.

Do you, Miles, take thee, Ashley,

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

- Trish. - I do.

- Out! All of you, now. - Okay.

Do you, Ashley, take thee...

Lady, let's go.

We just need a few more seconds.

Okay, okay, okay. Um...

- We're done. - And, um...

- Okay, okay. - Out, all of you now.

And do you, Ashley...

- Whoa! - Whoa.

Take thee, Miles, to be your lawfully wedded husband?

- That's it. - I do.

- Hey, my man. - Everyone single file.

Can you take that ring and put it back

on your mom's finger for me?

- Everybody out now! - Ma'am, ma'am, let's go.

- You can't grab me like that. - Visitation's over.

Okay, I have rights...

Hurry, hurry, hurry, baby boy! Hurry, hurry!

Okay, okay. Okay.

By the power invested in me,

Reverend Trish Turner,

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the glass.

I know so many lawyers.

This is a violation of human rights.

This is assault.

Here I am.

Black as a magpie.

Tethered to this cage like a...

like a broken wing ragtime.

Motherfucker can't even sing no more.

Nah.

Shit really is a fucking drag.

I ain't even get to say goodbye to fam I almost had.

Shit just went bad.

Fuck! Nigga, don't you get it?

Hold up. Hold up, man.

Oh, fuck.

Mama, mama. What happened?

I don't know.

I was in the garage eating sorbet

and I found this in the living room.

What is it?

It says, "Tell Ashley congratulations."

What's... what's the rest of it say?

It's his recipe for curry chicken.

Love, the Spice King.

It's only been a month.

Yeah, bruh.

You're married?

Yeah, man. Married, bro.

I did not know you could do that.

Apparently, you can get married in prison.

I did not know.

How... nobody told me that.

Very glad you and Val didn't do that.

Sames.

You don't still talk to her, do you?

Nope.

Thank the fucking Lord.

I'm trying to come see you, man.

- I really am. - Yeah, no.

I mean, you know, whenever you got time.

I'm not going anywhere, but you know.

Um, it's been, um...

Come visit when you can.

I will, I'm just trying to work out

- some things. - And check on the family.

- I will. - They're...

- Yeah, man. - Losing their goddamn mind.

And now your sister is back in the mix,

which I didn't even know she was fucking back.

But now she's kicking it with her.

You know how her and Ashley get.

They start winding each other all up

and getting crazy and shit.

I'm a little worried about that.

- Hugs with tears. - Yeah.

Uh, how's Sean?

Yeah, no, Sean's good.

I miss him. He's good?

He'll be all right.

- He'd love to see you though. - Yeah.

I'm just a little, uh...

Yeah. Hey, look, uh...

- You gotta go. - I gotta go.

I gotta use the rest of my time to call Ash.

All right, cool. I got some things to tell you.

- Yeah, man. - Uh, but next time.

- Love you, man. - Yeah, man, love you too bro.

- Peace. - All right. Peace.