All language subtitles for All American Homecoming s03e07 Lift Me Up.eng

[W.C.P.M.'s "Miss V.I.P."
playing]

[Ding]

So...

Uh-oh.

Why are you saying,
"Uh-oh"?

I ain't even said
nothing yet.

'Cause I can hear it
in your voice.

Well, it's just Dr. P.
called yesterday

about that
Shea business.

I had to tell her
everything

was fine here, again.

You know how much
I hate lying to her.

And I hate asking you to,
but, Nate--

I know.
You want to wait

till after your surgery
and you get

your full pathology
results first.

Once I get the results and I
know exactly what the rest

of my treatment plan
looks like, I promise

I will tell her myself.
In the meantime,

I found a really cute
menu we can use

for our early Thanksgiving--
Nate: Friendsgiving.

Friendsgiving dinner.

It's all healthy,
organic ingredients.

So I can't make
my deviled eggs?

Child, after this whole
fertility process,

I don't even want to hear
the word "eggs,"

so you will be making
your turmeric apple cider.

You're awfully upbeat
for a person having surgery

in a week.

Well, they say attitude
is linked to outcome,

so I am keeping mine
positive.

Nate: I feel that.
W.C.P.M.: ♪ Everything I do ♪

♪ I hit the bass line ♪
Simone: De'Sean!

[Gasps, whispers]
Who is...

De'Sean: Yo, wassup, ma?
Simone: Hey.

-How you doing?
-I'm good. How are you?

De'Sean: Mm-hmm. [Kiss]
Yo, so check it out.

My 3 p.m. section got
canceled tomorrow.

-Mm-hmm?
-So I'm thinking maybe I could

slide through
around that time

and we can, you know.
Simone: Yeah.

-Sound good?
-Sounds perfect. I'll text you

the address
to the loft.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

W.C.P.M.: ♪ Spotlight,
strobe light ♪

♪ Soulmate, I lit
a good life, follow me... ♪

[Deep voice]
"I'll see you tomorrow."

-Ha ha ha!
-Simone Marie Hicks,

am I tripping or did you
just arrange a hookup?

Oh, please.
Meaningless hookups

are what
colleges are for.

And no judgment.
We've had our fair share,

but...is now really

the right time?

Nate, I just...

I want to be a normal,
21-year-old college girl

doing fun, 21-year-old
college-girl ish

while I still can.

Nate: Get it in!
Both: ♪ Girl! ♪

Ha ha ha!

W.C.P.M.: ♪ Follow me if you
wanna be a beau slide ♪

Yeah, buddy.

I figured you'll eat
enough turkey

when you have
actual Thanksgiving

with your mom next week.

Mm. This is the bomb.

All right.
So I put together

more age-appropriate
activities this time,

like tickets
to the Hawks game.

Then I thought we'd cook
our own version

of Thanksgiving dinner.
Sounds good?

Yeah. How are you gonna host
everyone in here, though?

Thanksgiving's
a family dinner,

so that means family's
coming, right?

Well, I'm sorry.
Dinner's just gonna be us, son.

I must have aunts or uncles
or cousins that live nearby.

Noah, no one else
is coming.

Oh.

Now eat your food, son.

So?
What you think?

Well, there's nothing
to say, except...

you killed that, Cam.

Ha! No, seriously.
I mean,

the piano bit, the way
you layer in the drums?

You ate, no crumbs.

None.
Cam: Heh! Good. Thanks.

The studio's sending this
out to a new artist

next week, so it's got
to be perfect.

Oh, I'd be proud to send
that to any producer.

For real.
Cam: OK.

-To the top, baby.
-That's what I'm talking about.

You ain't know.
Keisha: Cam,

I didn't realize you were
sending your track out

next week.
That's amazing.

Yeah, bro, congratulations.
You're doing your thing.

Gee, thanks.

Keisha: So, what's next?
Do they just bring you in

and give you a record deal?
Cam: Oh, so

now you're
interested?

Of course I am.
Can I hear the track?

Maybe later.

I got a phone call
to make.

[Paper bag rustling]

I got some extra needles
if you want

to put one in Cam's chair.
Keisha: Don't tempt me.

-What's going on with him?
-Girl, I wish I knew.

He's been in a funky mood
for weeks now.

He claims
that he's starting

to feel stressed
about this track,

but I'm feeling
like it's personal.

Now, what's this?

I'm donating my leftover
fertility meds to the clinic.

Hopefully, someone else
could benefit from them.

-That's really cool of you.
-Thanks.

Just trying to get
like Mother Bey,

turn these lemons
into some lemonade.

Speaking of which,
I need to tell Nate

to get some lemons
from the store.

[Gabby chuckling]
Nate: Come on, girl.

Thea: I'm still
so confused

as to how we got stuck
with grocery duty.

Damn, y'all practically bought
out the whole produce section.

We got broccoli,
cabbages, collard greens,

kale, cauliflower,
and Brussels sprouts.

JR: ♪ You name it ♪
Nate: Right.

Thea: Are we really gonna
eat all of this food?

Simone: OK, about that...

first, I want
to thank you all

for agreeing
to move up Thanks--

Friendsgiving
family dinner

to avoid conflicting
with my surgery.

Keisha: Of course.
We wanted

to send you off
on a high note.

And I love
family dinners,

as long as I'm not
the one cooking.

Simone:
Which is why I have

paired us up to divide
and conquer

this menu, so,
Nate and Thea, you guys

will be on drinks and apps.
Thea: Lando is looking

like a genius for leaving
early for the holidays.

Nate: Girl, shut up.
Simone: Anyway,

Keisha...

you'll be with Gabby
for desserts...

and then, JR...

and Cam, you guys will
be cooking the turkey.

It's a done deal.
We got this.

They don't know about that
Raymond family seasoning.

Cam: Yeah.
Simone: And these veggies,

I will make into
a delicious casserole.

OK, great.

Now that we got
business out the way,

I know these past
few weeks have been

a lot,
with my doctor visits

and the egg retrieval
process.

Yeah, them hormone swings
took us all on a journey.

I know, and I
appreciate y'all,

which is why,
for dinner, there

will be no mention
of the C word.

I just want us
to enjoy a pleasant...

[Door opens]
drama-free meal so we can

truly just enjoy--
[Amara sighs]

Well, hello...

[chuckles]
everyone.

I'm back.

Amara:
I was expecting

a slightly more
enthusiastic welcome.

-Hi!
-Welcome home!

-What's up, Dr. P.?
-Welcome back.

Simone: Of course
we're happy

to see you.
[Amara chuckles]

We just, um,
weren't expecting

to see you until Christmas.
Amara: Well,

a few meetings got
pushed, which

opened up my schedule,
so I decided

to surprise you guys.
Simone: OK, well, hey.

Amara: Hey. Heh heh!
Nate: Well, you succeeded.

-Hey.
-How long you staying?

-Oh, till Friday.
-Friday.

Are you guys cooking?

I thought for sure
by now, you'd

be back to takeout and ramen.
Thea: Ha ha!

Oh, sweetie, these need
to be put away.

Keisha: You know what?

Why don't you let us
take care of that,

and you can head to
your President's apartment

on campus,
you know, freshen up?

I am plenty fresh,

thank you...
[Scattered chuckling]

but why don't you all
catch me up

on everything
that's been going on?

Oh, well...
[Chuckles]

uh...
Amara: Thank you, dear.

I would say the usual.

Uh, tennis,

classes.

Pretty boring, right?
All: Yeah, yeah.

JR: 'Cause I'm sure DC
way more exciting

than this, and you know
what I thought about?

Let me ask you
a question.

You best friends
with the VP yet?

Heh!

Don't bother, JR.

Hey, uh--all right.

Y'all think y'all slick,

but I know exactly
what's going on here.

All the food,

the nervous looks?

You guys are throwing
a party, aren't you?

Nate: Oh, my gosh.
Simone: Yes!

Keisha: I don't know how
you do it. You caught us.

-T.T., how you know?
-I've been around students

too long to pull one
over on me.

Simone: Ah, yes, yes.
JR: We sorry.

We apologize.
Amara: But I know nothing.

Just clean up the Solo cups
and beer cans, please?

JR: Yes, ma'am.

Oh, no, Dr. P.
It's not that kind of party.

We're doing a Friendsgiving
family dinner,

since, um, not all of us

will be here
for the actual holiday.

Amara: That's so great.
[Simone chuckles]

I thought I'd have
to miss Thanksgiving.

Now I can celebrate
with you after all.

Yeah...it's wonderful.

Well, Auntie, I think

that you are probably
so jet-lagged

after your flight
from DC, so why don't you

just go unpack and rest?
JR: That's a good idea.

I'm fine, though I should

check in at the office.

Yeah.
JR: You should.

Simone: Yeah.
JR: Yes, ma'am.

Gabby: Yep.
Cam: Yeah. Heh!

Busy, busy. Ha ha!
Keisha: So good to see you.

JR: Whoo!

Amara: Be good.

Keisha: You look great.
Gabby: Nice to see you.

JR: It's good
to see you, Dr. P.

Keisha: It's a gorgeous loft.
JR: You look good, too.

Cam: Welcome back.
JR: You smell good.

JR: Love you.

-Stay safe.
-OK.

[All sigh]

JR: Whew!
Y'all almost got caught.

Keisha: Who is "y'all"?
Cam: How are we supposed

to keep your diagnosis
a secret with Dr. P.

right here, breaking bread?
Nate: Yeah, lying to her over

the phone is one thing, but
I can't do it to her face.

Guys, we just have to get
through dinner, and she's

on the next flight
to DC this weekend.

It'll be fine.

Marcus: All right,
we got F1 racing,

a baking competition,

ah, and we got a dating show
set in the Amazon.

Whatever.
I don't care.

We're really back to this?

What's going on with you?
Noah: It's just,

when you invited me
for Thanksgiving dinner,

I thought it meant
I'd finally get to meet

other members of my family.
Marcus: Look, my bad.

I should have been clear
that that can't happen.

Why? Because they not
want to see me?

No, the truth is I haven't
told my family about you.

Look, it has nothing
to do with you, son, OK?

The situation
is complicated.

My family and I
don't even speak.

Mostly my father and I.

Why not?

That's a long story
for another time,

but, hey,
it'll be great.

OK?
Just the two of us.

So, you feeling better?

What you mean?
I'm cool.

I figured you must have
bumped your head,

talking to your girlfriend
like that.

What's your issue?

[Sighs]

Look, tell me this.

Do you think Keisha and JR
spend too much time together?

What?
No, I don't.

Why?

[Sighs]

Look at this. What do you see?
[Hip hop music playing]

Keisha street-dancing.
What's your point?

Look closer.

OK, so JR went to go
see Keisha dance.

So did you.
Cam: Nah, this was weeks

before the rest of us even knew
about Keisha's street-dancing.

And look...

it wasn't the only time.

Dude's everywhere she's at,
and he kept the whole thing

a secret, so you don't think
that's a little shady?

I remember this outfit.
JR told me he couldn't come

to dinner because he had
a test to study for.

So either he changed
his major,

or this fool
lied to me.

Marcus: Oh!
Amara: Ooh! Sorry.

Amara, I thought
you were in DC.

I'm, um...I'm just home

for a few days to check
on Simone and the kids.

-All good?
-No. I can't shake

the feeling they're
keeping something from me.

You must be Noah?

Marcus: Noah, this is
President Amara Patterson.

She runs this place.

Um, Noah,
they're giving away

free holiday drinks
at the coffee cart.

Why don't you go
grab us some?

[Pats back]

Sorry about that.
Amara: Oh,

he's a teenage boy.
The fact that he even

greeted me
is miraculous.

Uh, it's not that.

Noah thought he'd
be meeting my side

of the family
on this trip.

He's been icy
since I told him

that's not happening.

He didn't know that you
and George don't speak.

Yeah, well, I thought I'd
have a little more time

before I had to get
into that whole situation.

Or maybe rectify it?

Marcus, it's been years.

Maybe it's time to reach
out to your father,

let him know he has
a grandson?

After what he did,
that man doesn't deserve

to meet Noah, OK?
Amara: Your father dealt

with your mother's
bipolar disorder as best

he could, and then he
loved her enough

to put her with the people
best-equipped to help her.

Love is keeping your wife
at home and not shipping her off

to some facility to make her
be someone else's problem.

Well, Noah is
clearly searching

for a connection,
so maybe you need

to figure out some way
to give that to him.

Amara: Have a seat, guys.
Thea: Oh, I can stand.

[Chuckles]

OK.

Nate:
Is something wrong?

I, uh...

just wanted to check in,
see if there is

anything going on that I
should know about?

-Everything's fine.
-All good here.

[Chuckles]

Let's try this again.

The past few weeks,
during my calls

with you guys, I've gotten
a...strange vibe.

Nate: Strange how?
Thea: Oh.

Like you were holding
something back,

which is partly why I
decided to come home,

and yesterday,
I got that same vibe.

So whatever is going on,

I need you two
to spill it right now.

Yeah, I mean, I--I
don't know what you

want us to tell you,
Dr. Patterson,

'cause there's
nothing going on.

I'm sorry, Dr. P.

I don't want no smoke
from Simone.

You'll have to talk
to her yourself.

Simone?
What about Simone?

I've already said
too much. Um...

[Door opens]

[Knocking on door]
Coming.

I hope
you are read--

Auntie,
what are you--hi.

Yeah, I couldn't get
to my keys, and can you take

some of these, please?
Simone: Yes, uh, one sec, yep.

-Oh, whew! Thank you.
-Hey.

Thank you. Hey.

These were
in the lobby for you.

What are in these?
Simone: Uh, just

some early Christmas
presents.

Child, why are you
in your underwear

in the middle of the afternoon?
Simone: You know,

I'm just studying.
De'Sean: Hey, ma.

-Hi.
-How you doing?

Look at you.
Simone: Ha! Yeah.

-You look incredible.
-Thank you so much, De'Sean.

Baby, listen, we have
the whole afternoon

to ourselves.
Simone: We really don't.

De'Sean: We don't got to rush.
Amara: Ahem!

Ahem.

Mrs., um--
Simone: No, nope.

-Uh, D-Doctor.
-Mm-hmm.

-Dr. Patterson, what's up?
-Oh,

guess that answers
my question.

-Mm-hmm.
-[Sighs]

I'm sorry, young man.

I don't know your name.

Uh, I'm De'Sean Young.

Yeah, you actually taught
my Media Culture class.

Yeah, I had a B

up until the final,
you know, because

I ran out of time on
the essay, so I--that's

why I--I got a...
I got a C.

So, I'mma go.

Simone and Amara: Yeah.
De'Sean: I'mma head out.

Amara: You should.
De'Sean: Yeah, yeah.

Simone: I'll just, uh--
De'Sean: Yeah, do that.

Yes.
Simone: Bye. Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

[Music playing]

Hey...
I got your message.

I thought we were gonna be
working on desserts at the loft.

[Chuckles]
Real talk, Keisha?

Neither one of us
can really bake.

Heh! My friend works at
the pie shop on Edgewood.

She gonna hook us up.
Keisha: Oh, girl, thank you,

'cause I want
to do my part,

but pastry chef
is not my ministry.

Exactly. [Chuckles]

Save all your energy
for street-dancing

and setting up
romantic dates.

You was really in your bag
with that one, for real, girl.

I was really happy
to do it.

Yeah, JR is great,

but dudes don't have
that kind of vision.

-Mm.
-Like, how'd you even

come up with that?
Keisha: OK, well, quiet

as it's kept, I am a huge
romance-novel girlie myself,

so it's really not that hard
for me to come up with

the "perfect Regency evening."
Gabby: Mm. OK.

So, when you did
all that,

was it my perfect date
you were setting up

with JR or your own?

So we got a teaspoon
of dry rosemary

and a teaspoon
of dry sage.

OK. Man,

being back at this house
again, working

on this project with you--
heh!--got me feeling

like I got a piece
of my old life back.

-Is that right?
-And with Lando stepping up,

we might be able
to get baseball back.

Bro, do you know
that he reached out

to every single KEK bro
with a connection

to the board members?
Cam: Why you sound so surprised?

He promised to help out,
and KEK brothers got a code.

-True, that.
-Or have you forgotten?

Heh! Bro, what's that
supposed to mean?

All right,
real talk, bro?

I need some answers.

Aw, that's me
supporting a friend.

Keisha was self-conscious
about trying out a new dance,

so I just went along
as emotional support.

Hmm, then you just kept
emotionally supporting her,

for weeks?

Cam, what is
your problem?

What's my problem?
Negro, you are.

You think it's cool for you
and my girl to just lie to me?

Bro, Keisha and I
are just friends

and you know that.
Cam: I know the two of y'all

been keeping secrets,
and that's messed up.

Even Gabby said you was--
JR: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Gabby?

Bro, you talked
to my girl about this?

Yeah.
She see it like I do.

Yeah, that's 'cause you
plant suspicion in her mind

for no reason, Cam.
That's a punk-ass move.

Who the hell you
calling a punk, bruh?

If you got problems in your
relationship, that's on you.

Don't try to go
sabotaging mine, man.

Yo, we got a problem?

Hey, JR, why don't you
just leave?

I'll finish the turkey.

[Scoffs,
chuckles]

All right,
you do that.

Come in.

Auntie...I--

Mm-mm, you know what?

Uncomfortable as that
was for all of us,

you grown.

That's none of my business.
-Good. All right.

All right.
Thank you.

I just hope you're
not using

those same condoms I
gave you freshman year.

Those things do expire.
Simone: Auntie, please.

Heh! I'm just saying,
please, be safe.

So, um...

I just wanted
to check in,

see how things
are going.

I am fine.
I told you.

You know you can share
anything with me, right,

no matter what it is?
Simone: I know,

and if I had something
to tell you, I would,

but I don't.
I'm fine, really.

Uh, Keisha texted me
a few minutes ago

about some dance emergency,
so I got to go,

but I will see you
at Friendsgiving?

I'll bring my sweet potato pie.
[Chuckles]

I know that's right.
Love you.

Love you, too.

"Atlanta-Fulton
Regional Hospital"?

I'll show you
something. Ah!

Let's see.

Oh, wow.
[Mumbles]

This here is
your great-grandfather.

[Chuckles]

I never met him, but he worked

at a factory in Gatlinburg.

He and Granny had 8 kids.

[Chuckles]

Oh...

now, this is
my great aunt Evelyn.

Now, in college, she was
arrested at a sit-in.

She kept her framed mug shot
on her wall for decades.

[Chuckles]

Nice.
She was gangsta.

[Chuckles]
Marcus: Oh, yes, she was.

-So...
-This is Ruth Turner,

your grandmother.
She was a schoolteacher.

Second grade.

She ruled that school.
[Noah chuckles]

She also made the best
chocolate-chip cookies.

She's dead?

Yeah...

about 15 years ago.

Who's that with her?

That's my father.
George Turner.

Everyone
calls him June.

What, he's...alive?

What's he do?

He was a cook.

He worked
at this barbecue joint

for 40 years...

but I heard he retired
near Lake Seminole.

He always liked to fish.

Wait, that's not far.

Can I meet him or even
just call or email?

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Why not?

Why can't you
trust me with this?

Why can't you give me
a straight answer?

Because June Turner is
a selfish, uncaring man.

Now, you don't need someone
like this in your life, son.

He's my grandfather.
C-can't I just--

Stop it, Noah.

You have me.

Now, I'm sorry
if that's not enough.

[Sighs]

["Keep On"
by Sasha Alex Sloan playing]

Sloan: ♪ Started crawling
in my skin ♪

♪ Looking for a way out ♪

♪ I can feel it happening ♪

♪ So I talk myself down ♪

♪ 'Cause right now the walls
are starting to cave in ♪

♪ Sometimes I wish I was
somebody else ♪

♪ When my mind starts
misbehaving ♪

♪ Is when I tell myself ♪

♪ OK, baby, you'll be OK ♪

♪ You just gotta keep,
gotta keep on ♪

♪ You just gotta
keep on movin' ♪

♪ Even on the bad days,
you just gotta keep... ♪

"Just because you're
recovering from surgery

doesn't mean you can't
be fashionable."

[Chuckles]
"I added the goats

"because that's what you are.

You got this. Love, Nate."

♪ ...be OK, you just gotta ♪

♪ Keep, gotta keep on ♪

♪ You just gotta keep on ♪

[Heart pounding]

[Breathing heavily]

[Heart beating faster]

[Whimpering]

[Thinking]
No more.

Oh, don't do this,
don't do this.

[Breathing and heartrate
stabilize]

[Sighs]

[Knock on door]

Amara, what's wrong?

Is Noah around?

He's in the shower.

What happened?

I found this
in Simone's room.

This doctor specializes
in fertility issues.

Fertility? Simone?

Exactly.
All she talks about

is school,
PKZ, and tennis.

Why would she need
a fertility doctor?

-Did you ask her about it?
-[Scoffs] Please.

Child's been playing
in my face since I got here.

I don't trust her
to tell me the truth.

She mentioned getting
an MRI a couple weeks back.

I mean, but I thought it
was for her tennis swing.

[Sighs]

Noah: She could be
selling her eggs.

The walls in here
are pretty thin.

My friend Jackie's sister did
that to pay for law school.

If he's right,
then Simone needs money.

For what?

And why wouldn't
she come to me?

Look, I don't know.

Simone's an adult.
[Amara scoffs]

Marcus: Look,
let her handle this.

I'm sure she'll tell you
in her own time.

How am I supposed
to make it through

family dinner tomorrow
with the kids, knowing

what I know?
Noah: Wait, you're

having dinner, tomorrow?

Will JR, Cam,
or Lando be there?

JR and Cam will be.

You're welcome to join,
of course.

Frankly, I'd welcome
the distraction.

Marcus: All right.
[Noah chuckles]

[Scoffs]

What's so urgent
it had to be in person?

You want to really act
like you don't know?

Gabby confronted me
today.

She had
the right to know.

To know what?
I told her that nothing

was going on, which I would
have told you if you had

just come to me first,
so why didn't you?

So you can lie
to me again? Keisha,

you had me out here
looking like a fool.

I was feeling bad that you
felt like you didn't have

anybody you could share
your dancing with,

and the whole time,
you had JR on deck.

I didn't have anybody
on deck.

JR came
as a friend, Cam.

I didn't say anything
because I didn't think

it was a big deal.
Cam: If it wasn't a big deal,

you would have said
something!

That's my whole point!
You lied,

and that tells me all
I need to know.

[Sighs]

This is ridiculous.

Listen,
I--I explained to you

why I didn't tell you
about my street-dancing.

I mean, you should be
happy that I had somebody

that I could confide in,
like you have with Gabby.

That's not the same,
and you know it, Keisha.

I'm very open about
what I share with Gabby,

and I would have
shared it with you

if you cared to show
any interest.

Are you saying that
I don't support you?

Keisha, you barely
asked me about my trip

or my songwriting gig
when I got back,

so what was I supposed
to think, huh?

Well, Cam, you haven't
asked me once about how

I'm doing since Simone
was diagnosed, have you?

Once.

I love you,

and I have always
supported you,

and you know that.

Oh, OK.
OK, you know what?

Um...

this was a bad idea.
I think you should go

before we say something
that we can't take back.

[Sniffles]

[Scoffs]
Aight.

Whatever.

[Door opens, closes]

[Music playing]

Gabby:
Ha ha ha ha! Really?

For real?
Noah: Yeah.

Gabby: Wait. Ha ha ha!
Noah: I swear.

I guess we're both giving
our kids space today.

Female singer:
♪ I just want you... ♪

Gabby: It's never, ever,
ever that...

Excuse me, baby.
Mind if we talk for a minute?

Why don't you go talk
to your friend? Keisha?

Noah, what do you do
to celebrate Thanksgiving?

Noah: Usually, it's
just me and my mom

and my stepdad
at a restaurant.

Gabby: Oh.
Cam: No big family gathering?

Noah: No, my mom's
an only child like me.

I never spend a holiday with
a big group of people like this.

Oh. Well, bro,
you are officially

on the family dinner
invite list from now on.

Cool?
Noah: Cool.

All right.
Heh heh!

Amara: He's lonely
for extended family.

It's clearly
important to him.

Makes me wonder if that
bridge that you burned

can't be rebuilt.

Marcus: I don't know,

but with Noah,

I'll try.

[Chuckles]

Noah, hey, son,
let's take a photo.

Noah: Hmm.
Marcus: Cam?

Oh, I got you.

[Background singers vocalize]

Cam: All right, now, smile, now.
[Song pauses]

[Click]

Singer: ♪ Go where I wanna go ♪
Marcus: All right.

Appreciate it, Cam.
Cam: You got it.

Come on,
let's go over here.

Singer:
♪ Anywhere I stay... ♪

Simone, quietly: Thea?

My auntie keeps
looking at me.

Mm.
[Chuckles]

Well,
I wonder why.

Singer: ♪ By the time we run ♪

Simone: What?

I meant to tell you,

Dr. P. interrogated
Thea and I yesterday,

so I'm pretty sure
she's on to you.

I tried.
[Thea speaks indistinctly]

Don't kill
Nate yet.

It is much
too public.

But, hey, it'll
be fine, Simone.

Let's just get through
this dinner, OK?

Come on.

Singer:
♪ Be mine tonight ♪

Amara: Ha ha! Of course.
Simone: Before we eat,

we thought it would be
a great idea if we all went

around the table and said
what we were grateful for.

Marcus:
Well, that's easy.

I'm grateful
that my son Noah came

into my life this year.
[Noah chuckles]

Noah: I'm thankful to
be here with all of you.

Keisha: Oh, sweet.
Thea: I am thankful

that no matter how
far away I go,

I can always come back
here for good food.

JR: Ha!
Thea: And good friends.

[Laughter]

Thea: Don't look at me
like that.

JR: Uh, I'm grateful
that we can all get

together like this.

It's been a rough couple
years for all of us,

but y'all friendship have
been worth more than gold.

Oh, JR.

Yeah, I'm thankful
for friends, too,

especially the ones who
I feel like I can trust.

Mm, well, I am grateful
for people who are upfront

and honest about their feelings
and not playing childish games.

Amara: OK, well, I'll go--OK.
Gabby: Well, I'm thankful for

people who don't pretend to
care about me and then lie

to me in my face.
JR: Excuse me?

Cam: Yeah, cheers to that.
Gabby: Cheers.

OK, does someone want to
explain to me what's going on?

I don't remember hostility
being on the menu, at all.

JR: I didn't think so.
Keisha: Do either of you wanna?

Gabby: Go ahead.
Cam: You got it.

Keisha:
Oh. Oh, OK, well,

Cam and Gabby accused JR
and I of cheating.

Nate: I'm sorry.
They say you did what?

Simone: I'm sorry.
Y'all don't really believe

that, do you?
Keisha: Exactly, it's ridiculous

and insulting.
Cam: So then why don't you

tell everybody why we
said it, Keisha?

JR, chuckling:
Come on, Cam, stop.

Keisha is your girl.

I wouldn't do nothing like that.
Keisha: And above all, you're

supposed to trust me, so--
Cam: How can I, when your words

and your actions don't line up?
Gabby: Exactly.

Guys, you know what?
Let's just take it down a notch.

Oh, so, Gabby, you just
believe Cam, huh?

I get it, so, what y'all want
me to do is just throw away

my friendship just
to satisfy y'all paranoia?

All I know is there's a pattern
of you keeping things from me,

and lately, it always seems
to involve Keisha.

Cam: Mm, y'all see
how honesty works?

Keisha: Oh, you
might as well just get off

your high horse,
because what did you do?

You kept this to yourself
for weeks, punishing me

with the cold shoulder.
Like, who does that to

somebody they supposedly love?
Cam: Now don't you try to put

this back on me 'cause this is
for you and him only--

[Dish clatters]

Cam: Oh, S-Simone.

Simone, I'm--
I'm sorry.

Gabby: Sim--
JR: Look at you.

Amara: Excuse me. Excuse me.
JR: How petty.

Simone?

Auntie, I have
breast cancer.

It's OK.

It's likely Stage 1.
They'll know more

after my lumpectomy
next week, and then

it should just be
radiation and then--

then I'll be fine.

Yes, you will.

[Breath shuddering]
Why didn't you tell me?

Because I didn't
want you to worry,

not until I knew
everything, and

I figured you'd
tell my mom.

You haven't told
your mother yet?

Auntie, there's
nothing she can do.

She has a great opportunity
in Japan,

and I don't want her
to lose that because of me.

She sacrificed
one dream to take care

of a sick family member.
You know that.

She shouldn't have
to give up another.

OK,

but no more lies,
no more brush-offs.

OK.

[Whispers]
Come here.

How are you...

really?

I'm terrified.

And I just wanted
today to be happy...

and normal...

'cause I'm trying so hard
to stay positive...

and every day closer,
I just get this knot

in my stomach and it
just gets tighter.

'Cause what if something
goes wrong or

what if it's worse
than they thought, and--

and what is my body
gonna look like?

Is that what
the...business

with that, um,
young man was all about?

I just wanted to feel
sexy and desirable.

I don't know when I'll
feel that way again

after all this.
Amara: You will.

No disease
can take that away.

[Scoffs]

I'm just so angry that I even
have to deal with all this.

I'm 21,

and it's stupid.

It's not fair.

Sorry.

So petty.

It is not petty.

It's real.

You want to cry,

cry.

You want to...scream

or throw something or...

hook up
with a totally hot,

but inappropriate guy...
[Simone chuckles]

bottom line is feel all

your feelings, baby girl,

'cause on the other side
of that is freedom.

I'm really happy
you're here.

So am I...

and I got you,

the whole way.

[Unlocks door]

Thanks for coming up
to talk.

[Knocks on door jamb]
Hey.

Can we talk?

Yeah.

[Sets down notepad]

Simone OK?
Keisha: Yeah, she texted.

She's with Dr. P.

Well, that disaster
of a family dinner

made me realize that...

I need to be completely
transparent with you

about me and JR.

Keisha giving me
her bone marrow

saved my life,
and a journey

like that,
it bonds people.

But not in the way that you
think, not romantically.

No, it's like...
I've never had a brother,

but I can talk to JR
like I would

a sibling who's also
my best friend.

Keisha and I,
we're--we're family,

but you're right;
I should have never

told her about baseball
before you.

I crossed a boundary,

and I'm really sorry.

And you're right; I haven't
been as supportive

of your music lately,
but I think,

subconsciously, I was
a little...jealous.

I was just...

caught up in my feelings,
and I was upset

that you didn't see things
the way that I saw 'em.

Your dream was taking off,
and mine was...

dying on the vine, so when
I found street dance,

I was extra-protective
of it, but I was wrong

to take out
my insecurities on you.

Bottom line is

I love you,

and I'm sorry.

I believe you, JR,

and I want to move
past all this.

But, JR...

I'm giving you my trust.

Do not make me that girl.

[Whispers]
I won't.

I want you to feel
like...

you can come and talk
to me about anything,

and if something gets
in the way of that, then

we got to fix it.
Keisha: I would like that.

Yeah?

-Yeah.
-Come here.

Hey, thanks for
the dinner and everything.

Had a good time.
Marcus: Things aren't usually

that out of control
at family dinner.

It's cool.
It was kind of like

my mom's reality TV shows.
[Both chuckle]

Listen, I know you were
hoping to meet family

this trip, and I'm sorry if
I couldn't make that happen

for you, son.
Noah: It's OK.

I mean, in a way,
I did meet your family,

just not your biological one.
Marcus: Right.

Ah, come here, boy.

Ah.

Noah: All right, man.
[Marcus chuckles]

OK, come on.

See you.

OK, now.

[Knock on door]

[Sighs]

I know.

Hmm.

[Sniffles]

After you left,

the kids finally
filled me in.

[Sniffles, sighs]

Marcus: Oh.

Simone's an athlete.

She eats right,
takes care of herself.

She's dealt with so much:

teen pregnancy,

adoption, divorce.

Why cancer?

-There are no good answers.
-[Sighs]

I told her I
wouldn't tell Tina

so she wouldn't give up
her job in Japan,

but honestly...

I just don't want her
to feel the pain

and helplessness
that I'm feeling right now.

Come here.

[Sighs]
Come here.

[Sobbing]

Oh, it's gonna be OK.

Cam: Simone, I'm very sorry
about earlier.

I was completely
out of line.

It's OK, Cam.

To be honest...

my reaction wasn't
really about the dish.

Guys, the truth is

I haven't been completely
honest with you.

I, um...

I'm really
struggling,

and as much love
and support

as y'all have given me,
y'all don't really know

what I'm going through,
and that is OK.

Auntie is gonna help me find
the resources that I need,

but I called y'all here
because I didn't get a chance

to say what I was
thankful for

because y'all have done
so much more than

take me to appointments
or pick up meds.

When I get anxious, Cam,
I know that I can

count on your playlists
of uplifting songs.

Or Thea, I can chant
one of those mantras

you taught me, or I can
write in the journal

you gave me, Gabby.

And JR, I can read

those damn inspirational
memes you insist

on texting me every day.

[Chuckles]

Keisha, you know you
and I do our Tai Chi...

and Nate, I can light
those healing candles

that you have in every corner
of this loft.

[All chuckle]

Simone: In your own way,
y'all held me down

and y'all got me to this point,
and for that, I...

I am thankful.

I love you guys.

Cam: Love you, too.
[All chuckle]

Simone: Thank you.
Nate: Thank you, bae.

[Simone and Gabby giggle]

Man: Greg, move your head.

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