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Alice: you owe them Boys $200,000.

And you wanna get mad because They don't wanna give you

No more money?

Bill: he's got to be crazy.

Mike: and he hasn't paid us Back yet. Who does that?

Bill: look, if you don't mind, I got to go.

I don't wanna see this girl.

Peter: was it that bad? Bill: she was the worst.

Gina: bill. Bill: gina. Heh!

Leon: take the money. Level 28 used to be the spot.

Gina: we are getting Married next month.

Bill: congratulations.

John: here's your 50 I owe you, 75 I owe you, 75 I owe you.

Thank you so much, friends, For believing in me.

I'm out. Tom: john.

Bill: yo, it's all here.

Mike: I know. Bill: wow.

Mike: you think he got a loan?

Bill: no, no. Come on, man. You know his credit.

Tom: yeah.

So where did he get it?

Mike: actually, I don't care.

I can use that right now. [cell phone chimes]

Tom: what, you don't wanna know?

Mike: nope.

But what I do wanna know about Is andrea barnes, that girl

That you saw earlier today. Man, she fine as hell.

I'mma hit it, I swear.

Tom: well, I, for one, I need to know. So...

Mike: bruh, let it go.

Tom: yeah, ok. Yeah.

Bill: yo, this is good.

Yo, I'm glad he paid us back.

Mike: me, too.

Bill: yo, hey, where you going?

Tom: oh, you guys don't need to Be concerned, because I'm gonna

Go check on our friend, see Where he got this damn money.

Mike: you do that.

Bill: ok. Hey, can we have Your share?

No? Just asking a question. Ok.

What? Pssh. Mike: how much you give him?

Bill: no, don't do that. All right.

Yo, all right. Now you Being--you being greedy.

Mike: I--I--I just--I just Wanna know how much he gave.

Bill: how much he gave? Man, you got your own stuff.

I swear--yo, I loaned him more Than 50. No...

Mike: I swear, I'm just wondering.

Bill: I loaned him more than 50. Look at that, man. Look at this.

Oh, ha ha! Come on.

Oh, no, do that again.

Mike: right? Bill: yeah?

[laughter]

Alice: yes. Ha ha! Yes.

Oh, dr. Chris.

Oh...Oh, oh, faster. Faster. Oh! Ha ha! Ohh...

John: hey. Alice: ah! Oh, yes.

John: ma, what are you doing?

Alice: oh, hell, boy. What you doing here?

John: this is my place.

What do you mean, What I'm doing here?

What are you doing-- Hey, man, leave, bro.

Alice: we ain't done. John: ma, you're done.

John: you are done. Sir, Could you leave, please?

Alice: I'll call you later, kareem.

Hmm, wipe our mouth.

John: come on, man, You still bothering us.

Mom, what are you doing?

Was--was that my p.E. Teacher?

Alice: yeah.

He been tapping that ass Since you was in the 10th grade.

You should see what I did with The science teacher.

♪ biology ♪

John: ma, that is nasty. I'm--

Alice: No, it ain't. It's fucking.

John: ok. I'mma call People on you, ma.

Alice: why?

John: because you don't Supposed to be fucking

In people's things.

Alice: say that word again, I'mma slap the shit out of you.

John: but you could say it, But I can't say it?

Fuck. That's right.

John: I'mma be sick, man. Alice: good.

Go be sick outside, so I Can call him back,

And he can focus.

John: you gonna scrub that, ma.

Alice: oh, boy. John: ma. For real.

Ma, you gonna get us shut down. Alice: mm.

Like he shut it down on me.

It is human nature.

John: that's nasty nature.

You don't do that In a sandwich shop.

Alice: oh, please.

John: what the hell is that Around your neck, a crow?

What are you doing?

Alice: oh.

Tom: yo, man. What's up?

Hey. You're gonna tell me Where you got that money from.

Alice: say what? What money?

- ♪ navigating through This state of life ♪

♪ trying to find me a shorty And make her mine ♪

♪ now I'll find one In no time ♪

♪ with the help of the homies ♪

♪ I'm blowing up With my bruhs ♪

♪ the bruhs, Blowing up and going up ♪

♪ with my bruhs ♪

♪ the bruhs, Blowing up and going up ♪

♪ with the bruhs ♪

♪ going up, Blowing up and going up ♪

♪ the bruhs, Ooh, yeah ♪

♪ blowing up and going up With the bruhs ♪

Alice: what money Is he talking about?

John: ma, he ain't talking About nothing, all right?

Don't even worry about it.

Ain't nothing for you to be Concerned about.

Alice: tell me what you're Talking about, tom.

Tom: uh, what's Your mom wearing?

John: don't worry about it.

Alice: negligee.

Tom: that means negligence.

John: don't care.

Alice: hmm. But you still looking.

Tom: hey, it was like A bad accident. I couldn't--

I couldn't look away.

Alice: heh! You wanna be My tow truck?

[john groans] Tom: no, ma'am. No.

No, thank you.

Alice: come on, And hook it up from the back.

John: ma. Alice: come on.

John: don't start that.

Alice: you shouldn't Even be here.

John, what money Is he talking about?

John: ma, don't worry about it.

Alice: tell me. Tom: go ahead, man.

We both wanna know The same thing.

John: first, I ain't No damn kid,

I don't have to tell You all anything, ok?

Alice: boy, I still fold Your clothes.

John: you know what? Alice: you a kid.

John: you know what? Ok.

You do fold my clothes, Thank you.

You act like I don't pay you, huh?

Here's your money. There you go. Alice: what?

John: there's your money. Alice: where you get it?

John: don't worry about Where I got it.

You been, "That son of mine Ain't pay me back."

There you go.

Alice: if this money Came from that damn leon,

I'm fucking you up.

Tom: leon? Alice: yeah.

That damn Drug dealing cousin of his.

Tom: is this where You got the money, man?

John: listen, y'all didn't Think I could do it on my own.

I got the money. That's all that matters.

There's your money, mom.

Alice: so you got it from him?

John: don't worry about where I got the money.

Take your money. Alice: ok.

John: you don't want it?

Alice: hell, no, I don't want it.

I ain't taking No damn drug money.

John: you gonna clown leon For selling dope?

You used to sell weed.

Alice: that's different.

That's from the lord.

John: now you So high and mighty?

Alice: boy, I'll slap the shit Out of you with this whip.

Tom: yo, what is up With your mama get a whip?

Alice: I got places to hide All kind of things.

You wanna hide your salami?

John: ma. Tom: ok.

I'm not gonna eat here again.

Alice: john, did the money Come from leon?

Do not worry about Where the money came from.

All you need to know is I'm Opening up level 28.

That's all that--

Alice: and I'm calling The police.

John: ma, you not gonna Call the police.

Alice: no, I'm calling the man, And I'm telling them you using

Dope money.

Bill: ma, you not calling the Police because you got warrants.

Alice: oh! You just gonna air My shit out like that in front

Of your new stepfather?

Tom: who's your new stepfather?

Alice: you. You almost ready.

John: man, I'm out.

Alice: you need to get your Shit out of my house.

John: fine, ma. I'll do that.

Alice: ok. So you do that.

John: you know that's my Apartment though, right?

Alice: you really believe that?

John: it is.

Alice: I co-signed For that motherfucker.

John: well, go put Some clothes on, co-signer.

Alice: kiss my ass.

John: ugh.

Alice: oh, mercy. Watch me go.

Tom: damn.

John: that's my mama, man. Shut up.

Tom: hey, um, But straight up, man,

Did you get the money from leon?

John: look, tom, bro, don't Worry about what I'm doing, ok?

I'mma do me.

Tom: dude, you know that's not A good look, bro.

John: ok. So?

Tom: so you're really Doing this.

John: tom, why don't you go back And talk to the bruhs and talk

About me like y'all was doing Before, what I'm doing

And my hustle And all that, bro?

Please go.

Tom: so this is what You're doing right now?

John: it's already done. Ok? So leave.

Tom: really, bro? Really?

John: leave, tom. Damn, bro. Go.

Don't worry about what I'm Doing, bro.

Y'all didn't wanna help me First.

Go on and take your ass Home, bro.

Tom: ok. Ok. You got It all figured out.

John: yeah, I do. Tom: all right. Ok.

John: bye. Shit.

[door chime sounds]

Why you here? Alice: why you in here?

John: you need To go put some clothes on.

Alice: kiss my ass. I told you that.

John: ooh. You walking Around here naked.

This is a sandwich shop.

This is A place of business, ma.

Alice: perfect place to eat.

John: ma, don't keep talking About that stuff, ok?

Alice: you need to get you some. John: ma, bye.

Alice: jealous.

Shit.

Let me go call kareem.

Uh-oh, my shoes.

- ♪ once again, Your world falls apart ♪

♪ and everything ♪

♪ seems so unsure ♪

♪ once again the earth Wakes you up... ♪

Gina: hello?

Bill: hey, is this, um--is This a bad time?

Gina: who is this?

Bill: we dated for three years,

And you still don't know My voice?

[gina sighs]

Oh, hi, bill. What--what's up?

Bill: hey, you know, um, Seeing you today made me

Think about you.

I just wanted to talk.

Gina: ok. Well, thank you.

But, I mean, we don't really Have too much to say

To each other. So...

Bill: I just, um--I just Wanted to say that I'm sorry.

Gina: no need, bill. I'm happy, ok? Really.

Bill: hey, can I, um--can I See you tomorrow?

Gina: what--for what?

Bill: to get some closure.

Gina: [scoffs] I don't need closure.

Bill: come on. Don't be like that.

[gina exhales]

Gina: ok. F--fine.

I will--I'll talk to Peter tomorrow

And see what he says.

Bill: for real, regina?

Gina: really, bill.

I would have done The same thing for you.

Bill: ok.

Well, uh, I'm, uh--I'm almost Done wrapping things up here

At tom's place.

You wanna Come by my place tomorrow?

Gina: come--wait. Wait a minute.

Why can't we just meet At a restaurant or something,

Like a coffee shop. What--come over?

Bill: you--you really gonna make This hard on me, ain't you?

Gina: I'm sorry, but you're Lucky I'm even speaking to you.

Bill: all right. I know. I know. Sorry.

Gina: yeah.

Look, I will call you back After I talk to him, ok?

Bill: all right. Please? Gina: bye.

- ♪ then I'll hurt no more... ♪

Bill: yo.

Mike: you missed a good game.

Bill: I'm sorry, man. I had to, Um, jump on this call

Real quick.

Mike: I don't care About none of that. Pay me.

Bill: damn, already? Mike: yeah.

Bill: all right.

Mike: not like You don't have it.

Bill: yeah. And so do you.

Mike: yeah, it's crazy, right?

Bill: yeah, man. Here.

Yo, you think he did Anything illegal to get this?

Mike: uh, it's john. He's a square, bro.

He ain't about that life.

Bill: yeah, you right. Damn. Yo, real talk?

I do wonder where he Got the money from.

Mike: why?

Bill: come on, man. You know, he's our boy.

Mike: and? Bill: see?

You really don't give A damn, do you?

Mike: no, I give a damn. I do.

I just think some tough Love is gonna get him there.

Bill: tough--ok. Yeah, yeah. Ok.

[cell phone rings]

Mike: damn. Bruh.

Don't take my money, bruh.

Bill: see, you gotta Stop being distracted.

Who's that?

Mike: it's pam.

Bill: yo, what, You still messing with her?

Mike: I told you this, yeah.

Bill: ha ha! Yo, yo.

How is that even possible?

Mike: what are you Talking about?

Bill: yo, does she know she's Just, like, one of your many

Side chicks?

Mike: yeah. She cool with it.

Bill: ha ha!

Mike: what is so funny?

Bill: oh, I can't wait.

Yo, I can't wait for her to Hit you with that question.

Mike: what question?

Bill: the "What are we doing" Question.

Mike: nah, she's not gonna hit Me--come on, man. She's cool.

Bill: uh-huh.

Mike: I let her decorate My spot. We're good.

Bill: yeah, see,

That's her way Of making you commit.

Mike: yeah. All right.

Bill: ok. I'm telling you, man.

These chicks, they-- They be reading these books.

Mike: What are you talking about?

Bill: does she like football?

Mike: yeah.

Bill: And she like all your music?

Mike: of course. [scoffs]

Bill: and she like Hot wings and beer?

Mike: who doesn't Like hot wings and beer?

Bill: chapter seven.

Mike: explain.

Bill: there's this book. It's called, um,

"How to get a black man To commit." all right?

Chapter seven. Play it cool, act uninterested.

At the right time, things Are gonna come together.

Mike: why do men write these Books for women

To piss us off, bruh?

Bill: it makes sense. Huh? Ha! That's pam.

Mike: nah. Nah, I don't think That's what she doing.

Bill: ooh. She got you. Mike: shut up.

Bill: see?

See, that's what she Wants you to think, bruh.

Mike: yeah. All right.

Bill: what--ok. Don't believe me.

I'm telling you, she's gonna Get impatient, and she's gonna

Hit you with that, "Michael, Honey, what are we?"

I'm telling you, I'm telling you.

Mike: nah. Bill: ok.

Mike: nah. Bill: ok. Look.

Regina tried to hit me With that same question.

And I had to let her go.

Mike: you look like you Regret that.

Bruh, you dumped her.

Bill: no. Look, man. Yo, Regina's getting married.

Mike: what?

Bill: yeah, man, to, Um, peter promnick--

Prom--little popper Motherfucker, you know?

Peter pomp-a-nickle. I don't know, man.

Mike: peter promnickle?

Yo, ol' boy from your class?

Bill: yeah, man.

Yo, so, uh, pete. I'm at a.J.'s, You know, eating my sandwich.

They come in together, Looking all happy,

And she flashing a ring.

Mike: well, good for her.

Bill: what?

Mike: I mean, good for you.

Bill: uh, what are you Talking about, man?

Mike: bruh, you didn't Care about that girl.

You really feeling her away?

Dawg, you dumped her.

Bill: yeah, I know that. Mike: so what is this?

No, I just--I'm--I'm just Trying to wrap my--

Mike: you--you just-- Snap out of it, bro.

You said that she was Smothering you,

You couldn't make any moves Without her.

Bill: yeah, yeah, I know that, But it's just a difference--

Mike: there's no buts, bill.

You couldn't wait to Get rid of that girl.

Bill: no, see, you couldn't Wait for me to get rid of her.

Mike: I couldn't wait for you To get rid of her.

We're too young for That monogamy shit.

Bill: you know what, man?

Shit. Uh, what if I was wrong?

Mike: bruh. Bill: no, no, no.

Hear me out, Hear me out, ok?

We be running through These chicks left and right.

What if one of them just, I don't know, one of them--

What if one of them Could be the one?

Mike: I'm not looking for the one.

I'm looking for The one for right now.

You know what I'm saying,

Like that girl, andrea.

I been looking at her page. That girl is fine as shit.

Look. Check it out.

Bill: no, man. See, you don't get it.

I feel like regina Could have been the one.

Yo, why you looking at Me like that?

Mike: who are you right now?

Bill: man, what? Huh? What are you talking about?

Mike: I'm about to slap The bitch out you right now,

I swear to god.

Bill: for real? Mike: yes!

Bro, if you wanna have A soft conversation,

Wait for tom to get here, bro.

That's not what we do.

Bill: no, I'm not trying To have a soft conversation.

I'm just trying to Talk to my brother, that's it.

Can we just talk?

Just for one second.

Can you be serious for one Second, man?

Mike: I'm dead ass serious. We can talk later, bro.

I feel like I'm growing Breasts. You acting weird.

Bill: you a ass, you know that?

Like, you a ass for real, man. Shit.

Mike: here's your ass. Here's your ass.

Bill: ok.

You about two seconds away From me stomping your ass.

Mike: yo, what's up? What's up?

What's up, man...

Bill: wha--if there Wasn't a height difference,

I would've bust your ass. Mike: you soft...

You do it with The height difference.

Bill: nothing, man. But you Gonna catch some shit. What?

Mike: that's why I got tom.

Bill: mm-hmm.

Tom: I found out Where he got the money.

Bill: where at, man?

Tom: leon. Mike: the drug dealer?

Tom: yeah.

Mike: damn.

Bill: that's crazy.

Tom: yeah.

Bill: yeah. He got more balls Than I thought.

Mike: that's crazy, though. Tom: yup.

Mike: yo.

Bill: yo, does his Mama know about this?

Tom: yeah, she already knows.

Bill: what? Tom: yeah.

Bill: is he still alive? Tom: bruh, for now.

Mike: yo, look, John's a grown-ass man. He good.

Tom: are you serious right now?

Mike: what?! John is A grown-ass man. Is he not?

Tom: so, guys, we gotta Stop him from doing this.

You realize that, right?

Mike: stop him from doing it? He's already done it.

Yo, let it go.

Tom: fine. Bill: damn.

I didn't want him To do all of that.

Tom: I'mma give him My money back.

I'mma ask him not to do it.

Bill: oh, you think He'll listen?

Tom: I don't know, But that's what I'mma do.

Bill: ok. All right. Bye.

Tom: come on, bill.

Bill.

Give me your share of The money to give back to him.

Come on, man.

Mike: you better not come over Here with that energy. I'm not--

Tom: oh, come on, guys. Some friends we are, right?

We're helping a buddy in need.

Mike: it's john.

He's probably Guilting us into doing this.

Tom: no. Believe me, He's not, trust me.

Mike: I'm done with This conversation.

I'll talk to y'all later.

Tom: ok. Ok.

Bill: here. Tom: yo.

Hey, thanks, man. Seriously.

Bill: you know, I'm only doing This because of you.

You know, I agree with mike. He a grown-ass man.

Tom: bill, bro. Hey, man, I appreciate it, dawg.

You're not gonna regret this.

Bill: yeah, if you say so.

Tom: I do. Hey. Thank you.

Bill: all right, dawg. All right.

[knock on door]

Bill: oh, shit.

Hey.

Gina: hi.

Bill: so--so how you been?

[gina sighs]

Gina: peter is In the car downstairs.

Bill: wow. Ok.

So, um, straight To business then, right?

Gina: yeah. Now, What is this about?

Bill: yo, I'm, um, I'm feeling Some kind of way,

And, uh, I don't know how To deal with it.

Gina: ok. What does that have To do with me?

Bill: everything.

Gina: bill, What are you talking about?

Bill: I'm still in love With you.

Gina: get the fuck Out of here, bill.

Bill: I--I am.

Gina: wait.

You dogged me out.

And now you love me?

Bill: yeah. I know that.

Wait. Look, I-- I always loved you.

Gina: bill. Bill: no, I'm being for real.

I was just being stupid Back then, all right?

Gina: ah. Ok.

Bill: no, no, hear me out.

I--I feel like You're the one that got away.

Gina: well, you certainly Weren't feeling that shit

When we were dating.

Bill: all right. You got me. I know I was a--

Gina: an asshole? Yeah.

Bill: yeah.

Gina: well, thanks For telling me? I mean...

Bill: wait, hold up, hold up.

You don't miss me, Even--even a little?

Gina: bill, I am happy.

Bill: well, I miss you.

Gina: you know, you really need To get your shit together.

Bill: I'm--I'm trying to.

Gina: ha ha. Yeah, ok.

Bill: come here. Gina: I'm leaving.