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Bill: We got the message. We're good, Mr. Leon. Let's go.

Mike: I ain't going nowhere, came here to talk business.

Tom: Previously on "Bruh"...

Mike: You're gonna take this $500

and crawl back into whatever hole you came out of.

- Told him, "You're a bitch." - You ain't call him no bitch.

Bill: My voice cracked a little bit, but I called it.

Alice: What did they do now? Did they kill him?

Did they? Waah! Aah! Waah!

Bill: This old lady fast as hell.

Every time I tried to say something, she kept screaming.

Alice: My baby! What's going on?

Mike: Miss Alice, John got in trouble

in college because of me.

- What? - He took the fall for it.

Alice: No. My baby? Waah!

Alice: [Screaming]

- Mike... - I know.

Tom: Yeah. That was not a good idea.

Mike: I know, man. What you want me to do?

- Goddamn. - Well, look at her.

Bill: Damn. Heh.

Mike: Where she at now?

Bill: She probably halfway up the block.

Mike: Damn.

Tom: Why would you do that?

Mike: Yo, I think she needed to know.

Bill: Well, what for, so she can kill us?

Mike: No. I just--

Bill: Oh, no, no. My bad. Wait. Oh, no, so she can kill herself.

Yeah. You know how fast that old woman is?

Mike: I needed to say something.

Tom: Well, it's out now.

Bill: Yeah. Hold up a second.

What's going on with you, man?

Mike: What do you mean?

Bill: You,

this telling the truth, coming clean.

- What's up? - What are you talking about?

Bill: You are a liar.

Mike: What?

Bill: Bruh, you lie about everything.

Mike: Yo, why you coming at me like this, Bill?

Bill: Nah. Nah. You're changing.

Something's going on with you, man.

Mike: I don't know what you're talking about.

- Mm-hmm? - Mm-hmm.

Bill: Tom, you see it, don't you?

Tom: I ain't in this.

Bill: You see?

Mike: He said, "I'm not in this."

Bill: You know Tom.

Only time he says that is when he takes my side.

Mike: Man, go on with it.

Bill: Ah. No. It's Pamela, huh?

Mike: Hmm?

Bill: Nah. Pamela.

What'd she do to you to get you all soft?

She hit you with that what-what?

Yeah, got you all soft, all in your feels, huh?

Mike: I don't know what you're talking about.

Bill: She got you feeling some kind of way.

Mike: Bro, are you still here with that bullshit?

Bill: Yep.

Mike: [Babbles] Cute.

Just 'cause you feel a way about Gina

doesn't mean I feel the same way about Pam.

Bill: Mm. Heh. Yeah, you do.

Tom: Hey, can you guys stop with this?

This woman's out here running a damn marathon.

Bill: Damn. Heh.

[Alice screaming]

Tom: What is she doing?

Bill: Don't you hear her calling for Jesus?

Tom: Mary.

Bill: Oh, and now Joseph?

Tom: Damn.

Bill: Yo, this is not good.

Mike: I had to say something. I'm glad I did.

Bill: We'll be sure to put that on your tombstone.

[Alice wailing]

Man: ♪ Navigating through this dating life ♪

♪ Tryin' to find me a shawty and make her mine ♪

♪ Now, I'll find one in no time ♪

♪ With the help of my homies ♪

♪ I'm going up with my bruhs ♪

Chorus: ♪ 'Cause we're goin' up, we're goin' up ♪

Man: ♪ Me and my bruhs ♪

♪ Going up, going up ♪

Chorus: ♪ Going up, we're going up with bruhs ♪

Man: ♪ Ooh, whoa ♪

- ♪ Going up and going up ♪ - ♪ With bruhs-- ♪

Different man: ♪ Everything feels like magic ♪

♪ Me and you is automatic ♪

♪ No traffic, no ♪

♪ Anything you imagine, you can have it, yeah ♪

♪ 'Cause every day is like magic ♪

Charlie: This is on the National Historic Registry.

John: What you mean?

Charlie: Well, it means that there's absolutely nothing

you can do to the outside of it.

John: I like the outside. It looked nice to me.

Charlie: Heh. Well, OK. You don't have a problem, then.

John: I don't have no problem.

Charlie: So what do you need? What can I do for you?

John: I am trying to see all that I need

to get this place open again.

Charlie: Oh, OK.

Well, I could take a look at the wiring and the plumbing.

John: Ha ha! You cannot be this girl.

Charlie: What?

John: Like--like, you're really beautiful.

Charlie: Uh...thank you,

but contractors can be beautiful.

John: I'm not saying they can't,

but can you really do this type of work?

Charlie: OK. That is insulting...

John: I didn't mean to insult you.

I'm just saying, you--

Charlie: but yes.

John: You so cute, uh, like, not in an offensive way.

You know what I mean?

Charlie: OK, but, yes, I do, OK, and all that work you see

on my site, that's real, and I did it all on my own.

- For real? - Yes.

- By yourself? - Yes.

- That's impressive. - Thank you.

Charlie: You know, I started this company with $4,500.

I never asked for a handout.

No man helped me, no baby daddy.

- You ain't got no baby daddy? - No, no sugar daddy...

John: Ha ha ha! That's good to know.

Charlie: No drug money.

John: Hmm. Why you say that?

Charlie: Which part?

John: The drug money part.

Charlie: Well, because people always assume

that if you've done something great

and you've come from nothing, then, you know,

you had to do it illegally, especially if you're black,

and I being a woman on top of that,

well, there you have it.

John: Mmm. OK.

Charlie: Wait. Why did you go back to that comment?

John: I'm sorry. What?

Charlie: Why did you go back to the drug-money comment?

John: I was just asking you, just asking.

Charlie: Oh.

You know what?

Thank you, but I'm not gonna be able to help you.

John: What you mean? Why you not gonna be able to help me?

What you talking about?

Charlie: I don't like getting into bad deals.

John: Why do you think this is a bad deal?

Charlie: You said drug money for a reason.

John: Do I look like a drug dealer?

OK. Well, maybe they do wear these shirts,

but I'm not a drug dealer.

I'm not a drug dealer at all.

- I don't deal drugs. - I got it. OK.

Charlie: I will check the wiring.

- Excuse me. - Thank you. All right.

Leon: What's up, J.?

John: Leon, what's up, man?

Leon: Have to holler at you about something.

John: What's up?

Leon: Your boys came to see me.

John: Who?

Leon: Who you think? The stuck-up crew.

John: I'm sorry. What-- My bad.

Leon: They threatened to go to IRS on me.

John: Really? My bad.

Leon: Bitch-ass Mike.

John: Leon, come on.

Leon: Nah. That motherfucker threatened me,

and I don't like it.

John: Leon, I'm gonna take care of it. I got you.

I'll take care of that. Don't worry about it.

Leon: He talked about going to the cops, too.

John: OK. You ain't gotta worry about that because I got you.

Leon: I don't need this type of heat, man.

John: I know you don't. I'm gonna take care of it.

I'm sorry, all right?

Leon: So...

John: So what?

Leon: Your boys are down for you, man.

They were end up in my spot ready to risk it all.

You got loyalty there.

John: So I appreciate that, so what you saying?

Leon: I'm saying I'm out.

John: You're out what?

Leon: I'm gone, man. I'm out the game.

- You out the drug game? - Nah. I'm out of this game.

Leon: Level 28 is yours.

I talked to Freddy. He gave me my money back.

John: So this is done?

Leon: Just like that, it's done, man.

John: OK. Cool.

Well, I'm gonna get you the money I got.

Leon: Yeah, but you don't seem too sad about it, though.

John: To be honest with you, Leon, I'm not, man.

- I'm so relieved. - What?

John: Man, I ain't sad at all, bro.

Like, I got into this when I was mad, bro.

Since I got into it, man, I've been having knots

in my stomach since.

Leon: Yeah. Yeah, man. This life ain't for you.

John: No. It's not for me at all.

Leon: It's all good, though.

Man, I wish I could be more like you, man.

John: You can be like me.

I mean, you got to lose the weight, but you can be like me.

Leon: Oh, you got jokes, stick it to me.

Wow. Nah. Nah. I can't, bruh. I know my place.

I'm a street dude, and you a book-smart, man.

I know my lane.

John: Leon, you could be like me, man.

You're very smart.

Leon: Yeah. Your boys are loyal, man, loyal to a fault.

They loyal to you, and you broke as fuck.

John: Cuz--

Leon: Nah, man. It's all good. I know my place, though.

John: Hey, I'm gonna be broke

after I give you this money back.

Leon: You gonna be all right?

John: Hmm. Thanks, man.

That ain't what my mama think, but thank you.

Leon: Oh, Auntie Alice, man.

Well, if your mama think you stupid, man,

she the dumb one.

John: Don't let her hear you say that.

Leon: You right. My bad.

John: Ha ha ha!

So I'm out?

Leon: Yeah, man, just like that.

- Just like that? - It's done.

- We out of there? - Yep.

- Finito. - Fini.

John: Finished. Thanks, Leon.

Leon: Nah. It's all good, bruh.

- Sorry, bro. - It's all good, cuz.

- Yo, I love you, boy. - Love you back, homie.

Leon: Yeah, man. You got good people looking out for you, man.

They square as shit, man, but they got your back.

I wish I had that.

John: Cuz, you got me.

Leon: Thanks, man. John-John.

John: Man, don't be calling my name my nickname now.

Leon: Nah, I'm messing with you, man.

This is cool, man, but you know I'm a lone wolf.

I roll solo dolo.

- Respect. - Yeah.

- I'm here if you ever need me. - For sure, man. You too, man.

Leon: You need anything, let me know.

John: All right. Cool.

I'm gonna grab my stuff and get up out of here, man.

- Ah! - All right, man.

Leon: Leave your keys on the counter, man,

and come by the crib with the deed, all right?

- I got you, cuz. - All right.

- All right. All right, boy. - Yep.

- Love you, boy. - Love you back.

John: [Exhales]

Let's go! Hah!

[Laughs]

Hah! Yes. Hah hoo.

Phoom, phoom, out of there.

I'm out of there. I'm out of this.

I don't know. Ooh, you got to get in there. OK.

All right. Get it in there.

- Hi. - Hey! How you doing? Hoo!

John: I was just, uh, um, you know, working out,

- you know, work out, cardio. - Right, I see.

John: You lose weight, you drop weight, stuff like that.

Charlie: Your wiring looks great, slight upgrades.

John: Oh, thank you.

Um, I appreciate you coming out,

but I will not be needing your services,

actually, anymore for this.

Charlie: I--I heard.

John: You did?

Charlie: Good for you.

John: Thanks. How did you know?

Charlie: Well, I've been around the block in this business,

and that move right there you should be proud of.

John: Thank you. I appreciate it.

Charlie: Yeah.

Oh, and I know you don't need my contracting services anymore,

but keep my number.

Maybe we can go out for dinner sometime.

John: For real?

Charlie: Yeah.

John: Like--like to dinner?

Charlie: Yeah.

John: Like, to eat, like, food which you'd eat?

Charlie: No, to look at it. Of course.

John: You're gonna be with me?

- Yeah. - So it's like a date, right?

Charlie: I hope so.

John: Really?

I mean, I'm happy.

That's really nice, OK. Cool.

So two people--me and you, which is the two people--

- gonna go eat, - Yes.

John: and I'm gonna pay for it.

Charlie: Yes.

John: Or we can go Dutch

because you're the one on TV with the "Flip It."

- Yeah. OK. - You got more money.

Charlie: Fair enough. Let's play it by ear.

- OK. - Yeah?

John: OK, so--and if I call you, you're gonna answer?

Charlie: I am--I'm giving you my number, OK?

I'm telling you to keep it, so, yeah.

John: OK, but I'm gonna use it, keep it, and use it.

Nah. I'm just playing with you.

All right, Charlie. Thank you so much.

- OK. - OK.

- I'm gonna be calling you. - Talk to you soon.

John: OK. Is today too soon, like in a hour?

Charlie: You are a trip.

John: OK. What about a little later?

I give you a few minutes to, like, take a shower.

- Have a good one. - Can I call you before?

- Yes. - OK. Oh, for real? Ha ha ha!

Oh, yes. Ha ha! Yes.

Man, look how it got to work, bro.

You let the drug money go. You get you a girl.

You know what I'm saying? She cute.

You know what I mean? Oh, Charlie--

She got Timberlands on. I got to get a urge.

I wonder how she look in a dress.

That's cool. I'll be--ha!

All right. I'm gonna get up out of here.

[Clears throat]

Oh, Yeah. Fuck that shit. Jeez.

Hey, Charlie, I'm coming, baby.

[Alice screaming]

Mike: Man, she's still out there?

- Yep. - Damn.

Bill: Hey, don't old people have high blood pressure

or something?

Tom: Yeah. Yeah. I better go check on her.

You shouldn't have told her, man.

Mike: What was I gonna do? She was gonna tell John.

John: Tell John what?

- Oh, damn. - Damn.

John: Huh?

Bill: Yo, can we put bells around his neck or something?

John: What the hell is going on with my mama?

Why is she running up and down the street?

Bill: Damn. Uh, look. Well--

John: What did y'all tell her?

Bill: Well, we was talking--

John: The last time she was running up and down the street,

man, she thought I was dead.

- Damn. - Oh.

- What? - Hey.

Bill: Oh, he really know his mama. He know his mama.

John: What y'all doing here, man?

What's up? What's going on?

Mike: Yo--

Tom: Well, we were just gonna, um--

We were gonna, uh--

- John, I told her. - You told her what?

Mike: Told her that you took the fall for me.

- What? - Yeah.

John: Why would you do that, Mike, huh?

Mike: What do you mean?

John: This. All of a sudden, you care about other people.

All you care about is yourself.

- Bruh, that's not fair. - That's the truth!

Bill: You know what? He's sprung on Pamela right now,

so he's a little bit in his feel--

- Shut the-- - Hey, I'm looking out for you.

John: Mike, why would you tell my mama that, man?

Mike: Look. I wronged you, man.

John: OK, Mike. Listen.

I don't need you to do the right thing.

I don't know what you tryin' to do right now.

- Just bounce, man. - John, don't act like that.

John: I need y'all to leave me alone.

Leave me alone, my mama alone, this biz alone.

I paid y'all back. You can go!

- Don't act like that, bro. - Dude, you heard what I said.

- Come on. No, I just want-- - You heard what I said, man.

- Hey, leave, man. - Let me talk to you.

John: Ain't nothing to talk about, man.

Y'all can all leave, OK? Just leave.

You heard what I said.

Tom: Can't deal with that. Sit down, baby.

- My baby! - OK, Ma. It's all right.

- Let's go. - Uhh! Uhh...

John: Uh, what are you doing?

Alice: Oh.

John: Ma, let it go.

Alice: Good. Hold me. I'm sorry.

I didn't know them bastards did you like that.

John: OK, Ma.

Alice: I can't stand them.

John: Ma, you just loved them a hour ago.

Alice: Oh, fuck. I changed my mind. I'm a woman.

- OK, Ma. OK. - Eh.

Alice: I was mean to you. I'm sorry. I did you wrong.

- Ma... - Hmm?

John: can you let me go, please?

- Thank you. - OK.

John: Appreciate you. Thank you.

So you're not mad at me about getting the money from Leon?

Alice: No, not at all.

John: What? For real?

Alice: Yes, especially since them bastards didn't help you.

- I understand. - You do?

Alice: Yes, and you can open that place,

and I'll help you pay him back.

John: Ma, what's wrong with you?

- What do you mean? - You been smoking?

- Every day. - OK. What's up with you, Ma?

John: Why are you acting like that?

Tom: Look. She just knows we did you wrong.

John: Really?

Tom: Yeah.

Bill: Look. We're all sorry for what we did in college.

Mike: I didn't know frats. Swear to God, I didn't.

Tom: But, John, you're better than this, man.

John: I gave the deed to Leon, and I pulled out.

- For real? - Yeah.

- When'd you do that? - Today. Yeah, man.

I couldn't stay angry and stay in there.

I knew it wasn't right, so I pulled out.

Alice: Look at my baby making me proud.

John: Thanks, Ma.

Bill: Hey, hey, hey, hold up,

so you're not gonna open up the place?

John: I am not going to open up the place, man.

I gave him all the money back except the piece for Mike,

and I gave him the note on the business and--

Mike: No, bro. I'll give you that money back.

I'll write a check. It's nothing. I'm proud of you.

I think you did the right thing.

Alice: I do, too.

John: Thank you. Thanks.

Alice: Where's my damn money?

John: Ma, come on. Please don't start that.

Alice: Yeah. You paying them back.

- Ma, we were just having-- - You can pay me back.

John: Ma, please. We gonna make this place work.

- I'm serious. - I know you're serious, Ma.

John: We gonna make this place work, all right?

Alice: Yeah. I been thinking about it.

John: You been thinking about it, Ma?

Alice: Mm-hmm.

- What you been thinking about? - All them go topless.

Tom: OK. That's enough.

John: Ma, that's nasty. Come on.

Alice: Yeah, but we'll make a lot of money.

John: Ma, we not doing that.

Mike: Yeah, 'cause I would never eat here again.

John: Ma, come on. No.

Tom: Look, John. We're all proud of you, man.

John: Thank you, but, man, ain't no need

to be proud of me for doing what was right.

Tom: Well, you could've easily stayed in what was wrong, so--

John: No. I wouldn't do that, man.

Bill: That's why we love you. You always do the right thing.

Alice: Even if it's to your detriment.

John: Ma, can we stay on a positive note?

- Everything was flowing. - That was positive.

John: That was not positive.

Ma, you always got to talk about me

like I can't never do right.

We having a good time. It was a good, emotional moment.

We was together, we bonded, and you go left.

Tom: Hey, guys, let's grab a drink, celebrate.

Alice: Yeah, Yeah. Y'all do that.

I'm still gonna bust your damn head

for what you put me through.

John: Ma, I just apologized to you.

Tom: No. He was just trying to do something for his life.

Alice: I'm talking about all y'all

for what y'all did to my son.

- Oh, them. - All right.

Bill: Oh, is she--

John: Hey, I think, y'all, we should leave.

- Oh, is she going to get the-- - She going to get the bat.

- All right. We out. - Let's go.

Bill: Yo, whoa, whoa, whoa. Who's driving?

John: Ma, we gone.

Man: ♪ If you need somebody to talk to ♪

♪ If you're needing somebody now ♪

♪ Even if you just want to call me ♪

♪ I'll pick up, I'm here for you ♪

♪ If it's better for your heart ♪

♪ Best that we act from the start ♪

♪ Then you best better say you miss me ♪

♪ Yet it's still two worlds apart ♪

♪ Let me take away from too darn cray ♪

♪ Hold me after... ♪

Pam: Damn. Uh--

Mike: Hey, what are you doing here?

Pam: The bed linens came.

Mike: OK. Thank you.

Pam: Yeah. Sure.

Mike: Hey, wait. Um, can we talk?

Pam: What is it? What is it, Mike? Come on.

Mike: Why are you being so hostile?

Pam: You know, you men are something else.

Mike: Huh. Pam--

Pam: No. No. You can do it, but if a woman does it,

she's a whore.

Mike: I keep hearing that shit over and over.

Pam: Yeah. I think that makes sense.

You should be listening to it.

Mike: Pam, thank you for decorating.

Pam: Sweetie, you don't have to thank me.

Mike: No. It looks dope.

Pam: I know that.

Mike: I should've thanked you before.

Pam: Mm-hmm. All right, fine.

You're welcome. There's my bill.

Here.

Mike: You're charging me.

Pam: Mm-hmm.

Mike: What happened to "I wanted to do this for you"?

Pam: Yeah.

That was before I found out what an asshole you are.

I typed it up pretty quick, huh?

Mike: Pam, I'm sorry.

Pam: OK.

- Look. - Hey, what?

Mike: Pam, I like you-- I really do.

Pam: OK.

Mike: And you like me.

Pam: Yeah. I do.

Mike: So what are we doing?

Pam: What? What--

Mike: What are we doing, really?

Pam: I hate that question.

Mike: Why? It's just a question. I'm just--

Pam: Have you been reading that book?

Mike: What book?

Pam: OK.

I don't know what you mean by, like, "What are we doing?"

I just--I feel like we were having a great time together.

Mike: Yeah. We are. It--

Pam: What?