All language subtitles for Bel Air s03e02 Pivot.eng

- Previously on "Bel-Air"...

- I want to apologize
for the past.

- We were young.
- Yes.

But while I could excuse it
in college, as an adult,

I can own it.

I'm sorry, Viv.

Oh.

Uh, I'm--I'm sorry.

- That cannot happen.
- No, I agree.

- It seems like everybody
made up except for us.

- I just wish things could have
started a little differently.

- We still got
time for a do-over.

- Mom, Dad, I would love for
you to meet my friend Amira.

- Prioritize
yourself right now.

Let Carlton do the same.

- Me and LaMarcus have
a very special announcement.

- I got down on my knee

and asked the love of my life
to marry me.

[cheers and applause]

- I'm sorry that
I hurt you, Jazz.

- Every time something
in life gets hard, you run.

It's only a matter of time

before you
run away from that nigga, too.

- If you'll consider
teaming up, final spot

in "Young, Gifted, and Black"
is yours.

- We are really about to start
a business together.

You, uh, got any ideas?

- A million.

[hip-hop music]

*

- Think about our hobbies.
- OK, what do we like to do?

- Master class
for Black athletes.

A bread pudding dessert ball.

- Chest toupees.
- Uncle Phil could use that.

- Think about it.

The freedom to drive around
in peace without worrying

about getting pulled over.

- The app would hack
into local police scanners

so you would know exactly
where the speed traps are.

- Dope. Not a bad idea.

- No.
Just an illegal one.

- How illegal are we talking?
- Right.

- Picture this.

A shopping cart you
don't have to push.

- They just follow you
around the store, Aunt Viv.

- It feels unnecessary.

- OK, I think you guys are
going to love this one.

- An online trading post
for designer clothes.

- I mean, that's fire.
- Right?

Like, it's--it's brilliant.
You--you would totally use it.

- Absolutely.

In fact, I already do.

It's a very popular
app called Depop.

- Damn it!

[footsteps approaching]

- Good morning, Will.
- Good morning.

- You're up and at 'em early,
nephew.

- Just catching up
on Quentin's reading list.

You know he reads
a book a week?

[scoffs] I just love the way
this guy thinks.

Check this out.

"You got to shift
into that hustle mentality.

"Learn you can create
your life instead of letting

life happen to you."

- Yeah, I read Quentin's
memoir--he's a smart young man.

- Yeah, and he's always
thinking about what's next.

[scoffs] Imagine--

one of the biggest fighters
in the world at 22,

millions in endorsement deals,
at the top of his game.

And what does he do?
He pivots.

He starts investing
into startups, you know.

He got into crypto
before anybody

even knew what that was.

And look at him now.

See, that's the hustle
I'm trying to have.

- I love where
your head's at, Will.

- Mm-hmm.

- But now that you're not
playing basketball this summer,

it seems like you
got a lot of free time.

And we've been
thinking that you

might want to pick up
some hours at the country club.

- Hours?

- Well, Quentin held down
a full-time job

while he was training
for his first fight.

- I mean, you spend your days
at the club anyway.

I made a few calls.
They're still hiring.

- What are y'all talking about?

- Will getting
a job at the club.

- Why?

- Carlton,
your father and I think

you could use a job, too.
- Wait, what?

- You could stand to learn the
value of a little hard work.

- Yo, literally,
what is happening?

- Your therapist said
that structure is important.

You know, a routine
would be good for you.

- I have a routine.

Wha--you--we have to turn in
our business plan

this week, right?

- Look, man, we been racking
our brains, and we got nothing.

I think if we want
to have an idea,

we should be out there
networking, you know.

The country club is
full of power players.

- It's full of kids we
go to school with.

The stares, the sad eyes,
the "how are yous?"

- You can't
hide from life, son.

All right, sooner or later,
the day will come.

- Great. I vote later.

- Carlton, I believe in you.
- And I appreciate that.

- This is nonnegotiable.

- Keep us posted.

- * High-res vision

* High tops fitting
just right *

* Rich almost like that,
I don't drop right style *

* Drop top whipping all night,
V12 high screen *

* Breaking necks when
you see me on sight *

* Break brand-new respect

* Ain't slept,
next check just right *

- It's always good
to see you, Mr. Briggs.

- Well, I was pleasantly
surprised you wanted a job.

You've been a regular
on our pickleball courts.

- Yeah, man, I'm still trying
to figure out my sweet spot

on that ground stroke.

- [laughs]
It's all about lining up

the hand-eye coordination.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.

And, uh, how are you, Carlton?

I mean, really, are you taking
care of yourself?

- I am.
Thanks.

- Your parents have been
members for years,

and I will do anything to help.

- Well, that's amazing to hear
because, uh, me and Carlton

are actually a part
of a very prestigious

entrepreneurship program.
- Oh.

- Yeah, we would
love the opportunity

to grow our business skills.

Uh, account management,
maybe--maybe sales.

- Well, I'm afraid
at this juncture,

the options are
a little limited.

- Oh, darn.
Maybe next summer.

- No, we're not picky.

Yeah, we'd be happy
to learn the business

from the ground up.
- Good.

I have something
perfect for you two.

- Cha-ching.

[hip-hop music]

- Don't tell me
we're gonna be pit pigs.

- Pit what?

- It's what we call
the cart cleaners.

- Will, you're one of us now.

Welcome to the pit.

You, my friend,
you're a little overdressed.

*

[Easy McCoy's "Deja Vu"]

- I should be in bed right now.

*

- Sister!

I have treats for you.

So we have fresh crepes
with lemon sauce,

a twist of jasmine ganache,
and whipped cream.

- Yum! What's the occasion?

- Girl, this cookware
company gave me,

like, a dozen crepe makers.

You want one?

Give one to your
friends or something.

- [chuckles] I mean, how does
it feel to be so in demand?

- It's wild.

I just signed
with this big agency,

and I'm excited to
see what's next.

Your sis is kind of blowing up.
- [chuckles]

- Here.

- I mean, too bad all
social media cares about

is your engagement.
- I know, right?

That video damn near
broke the Internet.

- Mm.

- Ash...

what do you have
against LaMarcus?

- I mean, he's fine enough,
but he's no Jazz.

OK?

- Anyway...

OK, so what are the plans
for sister-sister day?

Whatever you want to do.

- OK, so I'm thinking
mani-pedis,

lunch at Nobu,
vintage shopping,

and a quick stop
at Charlie's Vinyl.

That's it.

- I saw you sneak
that in there.

You're not slick.
- What?

Jazz set aside a few albums
for my new record player.

And you said whatever I want.

[hip-hop music]

[indistinct chatter]

*

- My body was not made
for hard work.

- Yeah, but at least
we're almost finished.

- Wait, Carlton?

What, you're back?

And you're working
as a pit pig?

Wait, what is this,
like, rehab-mandated or--

- Nope, parent mandated.

- And Carlton doesn't need his
resident dope dealer anymore,

so, uh, take your cart
and hit the green.

- OK, we are loaded,
and we are up next.

Oh, hey, Carlton.

Look at you.
Back on your feet.

- Mr. Sinclair, thanks.

- Please, stop.

It's Paul.
[chuckles]

Smith, right?

I've been cheering you on
at every Bel-Air Academy game.

You're one hell
of a player, aren't you?

- I'm all right.
[both chuckle]

- Sorry, sorry.

I'm Connor's dad.
- Uh, stepdad.

- Well, listen,
I appreciate that.

Always nice to meet
a fan, Paul.

- You're staying fit?

We're going to need
you in top shape

to take us through
the final next season!

[both chuckle]
- You know, actually, I quit

basketball for the summer.

Me and Carlton
are starting a business.

- Why the hell
would you do that?

- Oh, we got into this young
entrepreneurship program

run by Quentin Harrison.

It's actually
a pretty big deal.

- Oh, yeah.

Trying to build some
generational wealth,

like y'all, you feel me?

- Ah, good for you, son.
Do you know what?

I work for Google,
so if you ever need anything,

you know, like an introduction
or a connect, you let me know,

OK?
- Yeah.

- Let's go.
[chuckles]

- Welcome back.
- See you, dude.

- See, man?
You hear that?

Look, that's the type of time
I'm trying to be on--

out there
caddying or some shit,

connecting with those guys,

instead of hanging here
scraping bumpers.

- Hey, yo, fraternizing with
the members is against policy.

- OK, well, some
of those members

are actually our friends,
so chill out.

- I'm not trying to hear none
of that shit

you talking about, OK?

When you're on the clock,
you're one of us.

Simple.
Just do your job.

- What?

- [scoffs] He ain't talking
to me like that.

- [grunts]
- Good.

- [grunts]
- Focus.

- [grunts]

- If your gut's telling you
something's off, listen to it.

Go again.
Harder!

Harder!
Keep that left up.

- I got it, old man.
Yeah?

- All right.
Show me what you got.

- [grunting]

- Oh!
You trying to clock me?

- You know I told you.
- You told me what?

[laughter]

- You ready
for a break now, yeah?

- I think I am.
[laughs]

- I used to train at a boxing
club in Angel Estates.

- I guess I still got a lot
to learn about you.

- Same here.

Like exactly what you're
keeping me safe from.

- Look, you just have
to trust me for now, yeah?

- Mysterious and that.

- [scoffs]
- I got it.

Anything to do
with the Hill Boys Syndicate?

That who you ran
with back in the day?

- Ahh.
Where did you hear that?

- Oh, I heard a lot
of things growing up.

- Well, like I said before,

you can't believe
everything you hear.

You get me?
- So you didn't kill a man?

[suspenseful music]

- [clicks tongue, scoffs]

What kind of house manager
do you think I am?

*

[both chuckling]

- Ready for our
next round, huh?

Sparring team.

- All right, you ready
for the sparring team.

- Yo, yo.

When y'all start working here?

- Oh. Oh, shit.
What up, Q?

- What's happening?

- You know, we still trying
to hustle from all sides,

like you said in your book,
you know?

Getting the coin
from the bottom up.

- No doubt. You know, I respect
the hustle, man,

but what's up with y'all idea?

- Uh, actually, we are--

- You know, we're still
working out the details.

both: Yeah.
Fine tuning.

- Hmm.
I let you in this program

because I saw something
special, but y'all behind.

- Look, um, I know
this opportunity

is once in a lifetime,
and I promise you,

we won't let you down.

- A'ight.

I'm trying to put you in front
of some top investors

before the end of the summer.

- Yeah, and that
would be amazing.

- You a baller, Will.

You know how to work good
against the clock.

- Damn right I do.

- You got 48 hours to pitch me
on your business plan,

or I got to move on--
point blank.

All right,
I'ma holla at y'all.

*

- Viv, I hate to bombard you
the second you come

out of the elevator,
but your call sheet is,

like, a mile long,
so we need to start

rolling calls, like, now.

Oh, here's your coffee.
Oh, cute top.

I also need you to approve the
layout for the LACMA exhibit

by lunch, and I set
aside 15 minutes

for us to go over your
vision for the donor dinner.

- Good morning to
you, too, Cruz.

- Oh, sorry.
Did I not say that?

Good morning.

- Well, what on Earth?

- [sighs] Neeman season.

How exciting.

- Neeman season.

- Yes, applications
are officially open.

- Oh, OK.

- Now you hold the keys
to the kingdom.

So, from now until you
announce the next fellow,

you're basically
the most powerful

woman in the art world.
- Ooh.

- Yeah.

[phone rings]
- Oh.

[clears throat]
Hey, babe.

I just got into the office.
Everything OK?

- [sighs] No, um,
the dates got mixed up,

so now I'm looking
for a new caterer

for my firm opening
party tomorrow.

- Um, well, did
you talk to Hilary?

- I did, but she said,
and I quote, "Sorry, Daddy.

Booked and busy," end quote.

Now, I hate to ask, but I know
your contact list runs deep.

Any ideas?

- [sighs] Uh...

- I got you.

[whispering]
I got this.

- Let me see what I can do.

- Mm.
Thank you, babe.

I love you.
Mwah. You're the best.

- [smooches]

[scoffs]

OK, well...

[sighs]
Most powerful woman,

and yet I'm still
my husband's party planner.

- Mm, they really are helpless,
aren't they?

That's why I don't have one.

But I'm not opposed if you
know any good candidates.

- [chuckles]
Cruz...

- * What am I doin' in here?
What am I doin'? *

* What am I doin'?
What am I doin' in here? *

- Later, Jazz.

- [sighs]
[door bells jingle]

Yo, what the fuck?
[door closes]

Shit.

[door opens, bells jingle]

- Jazz!
- Ash-Bash! What's up?

Oh, I got those Shamir
records you wanted.

- Let's make this quick, Ash.

- Seriously?

- Believe me,
it's not my choice.

- Can't stay away
from a brother,

even after basking
in your post-engagement bliss.

- [scoffs] Careful, Jazz.
You sound pressed.

- "Pressed"?

What, over your little
arranged marriage?

Come on, now, Hilary.
- Stop it.

What me and LaMarcus
have is rock solid,

unlike you and your little
Baddie of the Month Club.

- OK.
- Uh, what's this?

Delinquent taxes?

- Uh, just some
store paperwork.

You know?
No big deal.

- It seems like
a big deal, Jazz.

What's going on?

- What's going on is,
I need to ring you up

and get back to work,
but thank you.

*

- I know this place
isn't fancy,

but the food is five-star--
West African-inspired tacos.

Also, the chef is
easy on the eyes.

- Stay focused, Cruz.

- OK, more important--
he's available last minute.

- Oh, OK. Now you're talking.
- Yeah.

Shareef, this is Vivian Banks.

- Hi.

Nice to meet you.
- You as well.

I, uh--I hear you're
in a bit of a bind?

- Yeah.

- [chuckles]
Chicken or goat?

- Goat sounds
a bit adventurous.

Uh, chicken.
- That's a good choice.

- Mm.

[soft music]

*

One chicken for the lady.

- Thank you.

OK, let's see.

Oh, my God.
- Mm-hmm.

- What?
- It's good, right?

[chuckles]
- This is amazing.

- [laughs]
- I think you're hired.

- Mm. Mm-hmm.

*

[Will mumbling to himself]

[golf clubs cracking]

- [sighs] Look, bruh, I ain't
trying to be a dick,

but you missed a spot--
a few, actually.

- First of all,
I ain't your bruh,

and nobody's going to notice.

I got way better shit
to focus on.

- Right. Right.

You know, I used to see you
in your little tennis shorts,

doing cannonballs
in the pool and shit.

What happened, hmm?
- [scoffs]

- Mommy and Daddy
make you get a job?

- [chuckles]

You don't know me, Zaire.
Now watch out.

- Oh, I don't?
- No, you don't know.

My mama worked a double shift
her whole life.

I ain't scared
of no hard work.

- Caught in between
both worlds.

Same.

I live in Inglewood,
go to school in Brentwood.

Just got some cool teachers
looking out.

Hooked me up
with this summer gig.

- You're a private school kid?
- Hey, don't get it twisted.

You don't know my story either.

But, I mean,
gig not that bad, bro.

We all know the ins and outs
of this place.

You can either complain
about the system,

or you can make
it work for you.

- But can the system help me

with my
entrepreneurship program?

Look, man I'm just looking
for some inspiration for ideas,

that's all.

- [sighs]

Hole nine.

See, them tech guys,

they get real chatty
after a couple beers.

One question,
they'll tell you how they

started their whole empire.

- Be back in 20?

- 20.

[upbeat music]

*

- Hold the cart.
Golfers are playing through.

- Hey, can you believe Will
is throwing away basketball?

[scoffs]

- I don't get it.

I mean, does no one tell him

he's throwing away his entire
future on a--on a pipe dream?

- Trust me.
Will is delusional.

He wants to be
a Bel-Air kid so bad.

- That's a waste.

[sighs]
Just dribble the ball.

- We're clear.

*

[insects chirping]

- Everything OK?

You look a little tense.

- Uh, no.
Yeah, no, I'm fine.

Just, uh--just chilling.

- Nothing to do

with whoever you just sent
a text to right now?

- I know the last thing
you want to talk about

is my relationships.

- I know dating is a big part
of being a teenager,

and I want all of that for you.

- Yeah, well,
it doesn't look like that's

going to happen anytime soon.

- I want you to be happy.

But maybe it's better if you
get your life together first

before you bring
somebody else into it.

- OK.

But...

since you're open,
and--and I appreciate that...

Amira really helped me
through rehab...

like, a lot.

And I just don't
want to lose that.

- She sounds really special.

- She really is.

We can even talk
to Dr. Thomas about it.

All I ask is that you keep
an open mind.

- I'll talk to your dad.

*

- I appreciate you taking the
time to look over my discovery.

I know you're busy
with your own cases.

- It's the least I could do,

with all the businesses
your firm sent my way.

- [sighs]

Nightcap?
- Yeah, maybe a finger or two.

- To us...

and an even more fruitful
partnership than I imagined.

- We do stay winning.
- [chuckles]

So, um, I got to ask--

did you tell her...

about the kiss?

- There's nothing
for Viv to know.

We put it behind us, remember?
- We did.

I did. I just, uh...

just still feel
a little guilty.

- Let's keep
the past in the past.

- It'll be our secret.
- Thank you.

- I'll see you tomorrow, then.

[tense music]

*

- [groans softly]
[phone dings]

[chuckles]

[indistinct chatter]

- I just think
that's absolutely fantastic.

I would be so honored.

- I mean, who else
can say they have

a recommendation from the head
of the Neeman Foundation?

[laughter]
- Oh, Will!

*

- Hey, Will.

- Hey, Jackie.

- Jackie just asked me
to write her recommendation

for her Juilliard application.

- Oh, OK, that's--that's dope.
Congrats.

- I figured I'd shoot my shot.
- I'll be rooting for you.

Please tell your uncle
I said hi.

And if you need anything else,
just let me know.

- Thank you again, Mrs. Banks.
[laughs]

[Will chuckles]

- You look good.
- It's been a minute.

[chuckles awkwardly]

So country club boy these days?

- Uh, yeah.

Yeah, you know...
[scoffs]

Becoming more and more
like Carlton every day.

- I was low-key bummed
when I heard you left the team.

I thought I'd be
seeing you this summer.

Doc says something went
down with your pops?

- That was nothing.

- You don't have
to do that with me.

- [sighs]

He told me that basketball was
the only thing I was good at.

[scoffs]
As if he even knows me.

- My mom used to throw
little shots

about not having
a dancer's body.

But every recital...

whose face was I looking for
in the audience?

- Right. It's like we shouldn't
give a fuck, but--

- We do.
[both scoff]

- But, hey, look at you now...

Miss Juilliard.
- [laughs]

Maybe we're
both bigger than the boxes

they try to put us in.

*

Well, anyway, I should--
- Yeah.

No, thanks for,
uh, stopping by.

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

*

Don't be a stranger.

*

- [scoffs]

[indistinct chatter]

- What it do, buddy?

Girl, those pants are fire.
I'm stealing them.

Hey, baby boo.
You look new.

I'm Spencer, group moderator.

- Carlton.

Newcomer.

- [chuckles]

All righty, then.
[sighs]

Sit anywhere your
little heart desires,

preferably
in the first two rows.

Everyone's always trying
to hide in the back.

Hurts my feelings.

- Amira.

Hey.

- Carlton?

What are you doing here?

- Well, you know,
I'm just trying to stay sober,

like everyone else.

- I mean at this meeting,
the one I told you I come to?

- OK, I-I've been texting you.

All right?
I Snapped you.

You're totally ghosting.
Is everything OK?

- Just trying
to set a boundary.

- Is this because of my mom?

Because she's totally
coming around.

- I am an all-or-nothing
kind of girl.

So...

with you, I think it'd be best
we just go cold turkey.

OK?

- I-I totally respect
you wanting to put a pause

on whatever this is, but...

I don't have anyone else
I can talk to about this stuff.

All right, look, I need you.

- This is nothing.

It has to be.

You stalking me isn't going to
make this shit any better, OK?

- Whoa, stalking. I--
- You know what?

[chuckles]

You stay, and I will find
another meeting.

[tense music]

*

- You don't have to sit in the
front row if you don't want to.

*

[car horn honks]

[elevator bell dings]

- And how is it possible
that we can't come up

with one viable business idea?

Maybe this whole pivot
was a stupid move.

- Maybe we chuck it,

lean into this pit-pigs thing
as our natural calling.

- Look, I hate
to be that nigga,

but y'all are bitching

over some real bougie-ass shit
right now, man--no cap.

I mean, look,
y'all get to give up,

try new things, start over,

find yourself, drop out, quit.

It don't work like
that for everybody.

Some of us, when we
go down, we stay down.

[elevator bell dings]

[jazzy music playing,
indistinct chatter]

*

- Wait, I'm sorry.
Who invited you?

Like, does my dad fuck
with you like that?

- Hey, I invited him.

Jazz's been going through it
with his record shop.

Tax collector
has been on his ass.

- Ah.
Shit, I'm sorry, man.

- Oh, man, I appreciate it.

It just seems like everybody
want a piece of South LA

right now.

There's a lot of new
businesses coming in.

I might even lose
my fucking record shop.

Like...
[sighs]

Where's the bar at?

Catch y'all.

- Boys, you made it.

- What up, G?

- I'd like to introduce
you to my son, Frederick.

- Oh.
- This is Carlton.

- Yo, great
to finally meet you.

- You too.
- And this is--

- Will, the legend.
- What's up?

- I heard we got a lot
in common--outsiders and all.

- Oh, yeah.

- Not so much
an outsider anymore.

- Yeah, it's nice to meet you.
- You too.

- So what brings you to
Bel-Air this summer, Frederick?

- Seemed as good a time as any,
before classes start back up--

some long-overdue bonding time.

[both chuckle softly]

- You hungry?
- I'm starving.

- Come on.
- Come on.

- Well, that seems
to be going well.

- Mm.
I don't know, you know?

Boy's got a lot of questions
I can't answer.

I think he's wearing thin.

- Maybe you should tell him
the truth.

Well, if there's one thing this
Carlton situation's taught me,

it's trust your kid
to meet you halfway.

- Trust is a new
one for me, Phil.

- What do you think about
giving him a job at the firm?

Give him some freedom, but you
can still keep an eye on him.

[dramatic music]

*

[indistinct chatter]

Oh.

- Oh, sorry.
I got caught up at work.

both:
Oh.

This looks great.
Fantastic turnout.

- And your caterer is a hit.

Thanks again for pulling off
a miracle, baby.

- Oh, hey, Erika.

- Viv.
Oh, so good to see you.

- Oh.
- You look great.

[both chuckle]

Oh, some clients
just walked in.

Excuse me.

- Baby, I am so glad
you're here.

You know I'm always better
with you by my side.

- Of course.

- Oh, Viv, this is Dave
and his wife, Gloria.

They sit on the Los Angeles
Urban League Board.

- Oh, you all do
incredible work.

- And I hear you're
a brilliant fundraiser.

We always need support.

- Yeah, we'd be happy to host
something at the house.

- Yes, well...
- Really?

Well, we'll make
it something easy.

Say, a luncheon
or a cocktail hour?

- Yeah, we'll send
over some dates.

And that fundraiser
that you threw last year

was such a success, you know.

Maybe we can do something
in that vein.

[indistinct chatter]

[glass clinking]

Ladies, and gentlemen, may
I have your attention, please?

I have a few words.

Look at
Philip Banks & Associates

ready to run this damn city!

[cheers and applause]
Yeah!

We owe so much
of our launch success

to our partnership
with Carson and Lake law firm.

Thank you for the business
you've sent our way.

Now, I could not have done it
without the support

of my incredible family,

especially my stunning wife,

who makes me look good
just by standing next to me.

[laughter]

But today is also about each
and every one of you.

I mean,
look at the power players

you're rubbing elbows with
right now.

We've got media mogul
Byron Allen in the house,

ladies and gentlemen.
[cheers and applause]

- Thank you.

- Uncle Nearest founder,
Fawn Weaver.

[cheers and applause]

- And Mielle Organics
co-founders

Monique and Melvin Rodriguez...

and so many more.

Thank you.
Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Now, my firm is dedicated
to letting the ladder down

so that the next generation
can climb.

So let's lift each other

and share in the hard-fought
battle scars

that won our success.

It starts right now,
right here, today.

Cheers, folks.
all: Cheers!

[cheers and applause,
lively chatter]

- Listen, business is nothing
more than a sport.

And the way we keep score
is with money.

Now, the good news is,
you're on the right track,

because it's about ownership,
ownership, ownership.

- I've been an entrepreneur
for decades,

but when I heard the story of
Uncle Nearest,

the enslaved man
who taught Jack Daniel

how to make whiskey,

I knew that my purpose
would be manifested.

- When you got
your ride-or-die partner,

you are halfway there.

- The best way
to find your idea--

figure out what it is that
makes you the special sauce.

How are you going to make
this succeed?

- What you're trying to say
is just as important

as whatever it is
you are trying to do.

- And I only need you
to remember one thing.

Greatness is a decision.

And when you decide to be
unstoppable, you will be.

- * Work a plan now

* Can't I, can't I,
can't I, can't I? *

*

[indistinct chatter]

- Shareef. Shareef.

- Vivian. I was hoping
you'd swing my way.

- Oh, my God.
Everything is perfection.

- As long as
the queen is happy.

- Ugh.

Oh, OK, so, Shareef,
I wanted to introduce you

to my daughter Hilary.

- Oh, pleasure.
- She's also a chef.

- Your tacos were magnifique.
- Mm, thank you.

- Was that alligator pepper
I tasted?

- Mm-hmm.

- I didn't even know
they had that in LA.

- Oh, I got all the
homeland hook-ups.

- Mm.

- Leimert has
some good markets.

Crenshaw, West Adams--

- You see, I knew you two
would have a lot to talk about.

- You know I do. I love--
- Yes, I know.

- OK, I got to be real
with you--my mind is blown.

How do you have
an adult daughter?

I mean...
- [scoffs]

- You guys could be sisters.
[both chuckle]

- Pardon me, ladies.
- OK.

What?

- That fine-ass chef was
flirting with you, like, hard.

And apparently
Mama still got it.

- [scoffs]
- [laughs]

I'm telling Daddy.
- What?

There's nothing to talk about.

[indistinct chatter]

- Jazz.

- Mr. Banks.

- I'm glad you made it out.
- Congratulations.

There's a lot
of big dogs in here.

- Yeah, just a few.

Hope you got to do
a little networking.

I know you know
the value of ownership.

- Oh, absolutely.

- So how's
the vinyl store doing?

I heard a lot of businesses in
your area have been struggling.

- You know,
I'm just hanging in there.

- Yeah.

Well, I'm always looking
for opportunities to extend

my investment portfolio.

If you have any interest, I'd
be happy to infuse the store

with a little liquid capital,

and with the vinyl market
exploding the way it has...

[soft music]

We could grab some time
this week and talk about it.

- I appreciate that, Mr. Banks.

- All right.
- Mm-hmm.

- It's good to see you, Jazz.
- Good to see you.

*

[phone ringing]

- This is not a good time.

No.

You know I can't talk
when Geoffrey's around.

No, I-I swear
I ain't said nothing.

Geoffrey has no idea.

OK.

OK, cool.
I'll talk to you later.

[dramatic music]

*

- Yeah.

OK, yeah, um, I will have it to
you first thing Monday morning.

All right, you too.

- You've certainly been
keeping my husband busy.

- Me?
No, no.

I mean, we do work
some late nights,

but I swear we put
it all behind us.

[chuckles]

- OK.

- Is everyone
enjoying themselves?

- Oh, thank you.

- You two...
have fun tonight, hmm?

[upbeat hip-hop beat]

*

- Hilary, I need
to talk to you.

- What are you
still doing here?

The party's over.
- I don't need your charity.

- Excuse me?
- Oh, what?

You're trying to play me?

You told your dad to give me
a business loan, right?

- I hope you took it.
- Hell, no, I didn't take it!

- Of course not.
Still so proud.

Still stuck in your own way.
- OK, so check this out.

I need you to stay in your lane
and stay out of mine.

- Oh, really?

Says the person
who keeps popping up

at every Banks family function?

- [scoffs]
Oh, word?

But you don't just pop up
at my record shop?

What are you talking about?
- I didn't want to do that.

I told you that.
That was my sister.

- Oh, your sister.

Yeah, yeah, yes,
Ashley loves me.

And Will, he also loves me.

And now your dad loves me.

It seems as if Jazz is actually
a great fucking guy, Hilary.

- So, if we hate
each other so much,

why do we keep ending up
in the same fucking room?

- I don't know.
How about you tell me?

- * Let it be known
I'm not afraid *

* It's just a bad situation,
bad situation *

- What--what--what is this?

*

- Um, I'm sorry.

I...

- * I'm not afraid

- I'm gonna go.

- * It's just a bad situation,
bad situation *

* I'm letting go
'cause I can't wait *

* To end this bad situation,
bad situation *

- Fuck.

[tense music]

*

- Y'all came all the way
down to the club

and pulled me
out of my poker game.

What's up?
- You said 48 hours.

We had to catch you
before time ran out.

- So we're mixing it up
with the heaviest hitters

in the CEO game tonight.

- And all I kept thinking was,
how the hell does a kid like me

get in a room like that?
- And then it hits us.

We're the special sauce.
- Mm-hmm.

- OK, so hit me
with what you got.

- We share our story--

the addict who got
a second chance.

- And the West Philly
basketball phenom

who dared to reach for more.

- And then we brand
our message, right?

Turn it into some fly merch.
I'm talking tees, sweats, swag.

- But it's not just a brand.
It's a lifestyle.

- Yeah, we could build this
into books, events, podcasts.

We want to build a conversation
and a legacy.

- And we want to keep it 100

by giving some of the proceeds
to Black-owned businesses.

- Starting with Charlie's Vinyl
in Inglewood.

- I fuck with Charlie's.

- We want to let
the ladder down

to lift the culture up,
to grant access.

- The same access
that changed my life.

- I'm leaning in, boys.
So what you're gonna call it?

both:
Blackccess.

- Ooh, that's hot.

- [laughs]
- OK.

I'm down.
- OK, OK, all right.

- Congratulations, baby...

- Mm.
- On a successful night.

- It was so nice having you
by my side today.

- Mm.
- Working the room.

Dream team.

- Mm.

And you know I love it.
- Mm.

- But all those dinners
and fundraisers

you volunteered me for,
I ain't doing none of them.

Mm-mm.
Baby, I don't have the time.

I'll do my best, but--

- You have different priorities

that don't revolve around me
and my every need.

- Yeah, that part.

- But my baby is a boss now.

both:
Mm, mm, mm.

- Yes, sir. Get used to it.

- Mm, I like it.

I like it a lot.

- And what was going on
with your girl Erika?

What was she on?
- Huh? I didn't really notice.

- Oh, come on.
How could you not?

- I mean, she definitely had
too many drinks,

that's for damn sure.

Why?
Did she say anything to you?

- Every time I got near her,

she'd find a reason
just to run off.

- I wouldn't put
too much on it.

- [grunts softly]

[whistle blows]
- Welcome back, everyone,

to what has been an absolutely
thrilling match

here at Villa Park.

It's Aston Villa 2, Arsenal 2,

with just 15 minutes
left on the clock.

Both teams are fighting tooth
and nail for a crucial goal...

[continues indistinctly]

- It's true.

I ran with the Hill Boys.

I started as a Top Boy.

It was...

dirty work.

Saw a lot...

climbed fast.

I was good...

second-in-command good.

[dramatic music]

Hmm.

Then you came along.

You made me want to be
a different man.

I wanted out of the game.

*

And that didn't go down
so well.

My boss...

theboss...

even after years
of serving by his side, he...

*

He tried to take my life.

I fought back.

It was him or me,
you understand?

He was a friend,

a father beloved
by his young-uns.

Been hiding ever since.

But they may have
finally found me.

*

They know who you are now.

*

I need you close.
That's why you're here.

*

- Uh, my first meeting...

I didn't show up for me

or my sobriety.

I came here for a girl,

which I'm sure you
probably all witnessed.

[soft laughter]

My entire life,
I've been an expert

at lying to get my own way.

Since I got out of rehab...

I just want to make
my family proud of me.

And after everything
I put them through, I...

So I smile, and I say
that I'm all good...

and I'm excited
for the journey ahead...

because I know that they
just want to know

that I'm gonna be OK.

[soft music]

But I think I'm still lying...

About--about the anxiety
every time I leave the house,

about feeling like a pariah
every time someone whispers

about me or doubts me.

[sighs softly]

*

I don't know.

I just didn't know
that I would feel this alone.

- Carlton, look around.

You're not alone anymore, kid.

*

- [clears throat]

- Oh, these people
are doing too much.

- Mm, this one isn't
about Neeman season.

Enjoy.

[upbeat hip-hop beat]

*

[car door closes,
indistinct chatter]

[car beeps, lock clicks]

- So I guess
I'm the stalker now.

- I-I didn't see you in there.

Um...
- I hung in the hallway.

You were brave and honest.

Um...

I am a walking shit show.

Let a lot of people down
multiple times.

- Been there.

- So the thought
of someone needing me--

- Look, I shouldn't
have put that on you.

I'm sorry.

- But what scares me
even more...

I need you, too.

- So why don't we just
be scared together?

[Shawn Wasabi's
"Trigger Warning"]

*

- * Whip the whip so hard
and make them nauseous *

* Yeah, you
with them big dogs now *

* Proceed with caution

* Play with big bands

- All right, boys, let's
stack her up and send her out!

- You're good.
Get out.

Get out of here.
- Go, go, go.

Move!
Come on!

Come on, let's move.
Let's make a move.

Make a move.
- All right.

All right.
Break time, fellas.

Oh, also, Briggs wanted me
to introduce y'all

to our new yoga instructor.

I actually think
y'all know her.

- Hey, y'all.

Your Aunt Viv put in
a good word for me.

- That's my aunt--
always looking out.

- Oh, my mom is so messy.
[laughs]

- * Can I get
a trigger warning? *

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