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Tray: All my life,
I've been a people person.

I get along with everybody.

Get off me, man!
Get off me!

Kitchen's our side
of the prison.

-You don't belong here, boy.
-I ain't never been a boy, man.

I was born with a grown-man
dick, you understand?

Looked like a baby arm
holding an apple.

[ Laughter ]

Billy: Leave him alone!

I suggest you step off
before you get dealt with.

Come on, Billy.
He don't belong on our side.
Tray's good.

He's the one I told you made
those "Poppin' Off Tarts."

For your birthday?

Yeah, the ones with
the sprinkles.

Aw, hell, man.
Those were the shit. My bad.

Whatever, man.
You tried to kill me, man.

We're good. For now.

♪♪

B, good looking.

They gonna put me on the set,
man.

-Somebody gotta hold me down.
-Nah, Tray.

That ain't you.
I got a better idea.

Come on.

Yo, Cookie.

This here's the dishwasher
I told you about -- Tray.

I thought
he could help you out.

Nah, I don't need no help.

Wait a minute, Cookie.

Before you say no, why don't you
give me your leftover

ingredients and watch the magic.
-[ Scoffs ] Okay.

Okay, all I need is the salt
from this.

Put some SPAM in here.
Who doesn't love SPAM?

Once I separate the spoiled part
of this potato salad,

the paprika is all I need.

My version of hot wings.

I call them "Ghetto Burners"

'cause they're made with
the pepper spray

from the guards.

Good, huh?

I just got an erection for
the first time in years.

How did you figure this out?

Just like how the slaves
took parts of

the hogs and bitter roots
and they invented soul food.

I just did what I could do
with what I had.

So, what do you think, Cookie?

You gonna let me train
under you?

Otherwise, the Brotherhood --

they're gonna cut me
from hole to hole

and have me looking like
a black piñata.

Billy, let the Brotherhood know
that Tray works with me.

He's neutral.

Thank you, Cookie.
Thank you so much.

And you can pay me back with
some of those special recipes.

Tray: Like I said,
I get along with everybody.

Listen, nobody likes
to remind you

that you ain't shit
more than me.

In fact, you ain't shit.

But look, gentlemen, you're not
supposed to be down on yourself.

This is why
I try to motivate you.

Y-You think I don't understand
how hard it is to get back

out there in the workplace
and start over?

-I do, because I've done it.
-Mullins, the struggle is real.

I don't care how many résumé
classes you give us.

Or interview classes.

-Or "redding" classes.
-Reading class.

Reading classes, Big Country.

Look, if you live here,
you work.

That's the agreement that you
all signed up when you got here,

so if you don't want to work,
live somewhere else.

You're not hearing me, Mullins.

I'm not saying
I don't want to work.

I'm just saying maybe I'd be
better off doing it for myself.

As what, a Biz Markie
impersonator? [ Laughs ]

Come on, man, as a chef.

Everybody here know
what I'm good at.

I been cooking for y'all ever
since I've been here, okay?

I just want to create someplace

where people be happy
with my food,

with something that I made.

But you wouldn't know
about that,

'cause you don't know
about dreams, Mullins.

Iwouldn't know about dreams?

You guys -- See, y'all think
that this halfway house

is the end for me, but it's not.

It's only the beginning.

Don't tell me 'bout some dreams.

Matter of fact, here.
Y'all fill out these forms.

I need y'all to go out and get
five job inquiries on there

a day, with real names
and real places,

'cause I'm gonna check them.

Uh, well,
I'm gonna need a new one.

I filled this out with
names of Wu-Tang Clan.

Are you serious, Big Country?

You misspelled "RZA"?

It's three letters.

-Thank you.
-There you go.

Mom finally lets you walk us to
school, and we're gonna be late.

Yeah, I just need one more
signature to get Mullins

off my back.

Wait, so you're not really
interested in any of these jobs?

Well, that's the problem, Amira.
They're just jobs.

I want to focus my energy on
something bigger,

like opening my own restaurant!
[ Giggles ]

You know, 90% of the restaurants
go under in the first year.

There, see, there you go.

Why you gotta do the whole
Darth Vader thing with me?

You know what I mean?

I knew a dude on death row

that was more positive
than you, Shahzad.

Didn't you ever have
stuff in life

that you wanted to do
one day?

It was getting
a perfect-attendance award,

but you're ruining that
by making us late now.

Mnh-mnh! 'Cause we here!
Look! Relax, okay?

I'll see you guys later.
I love you.

Come on.

Y'all too cool to say
"I love you" to your father?

We haven't known you that long.

[ School bell rings ]

You guys have a good time, okay?
See you later.

♪♪

One more signature.

You're an ex-felon?

Yep, not Rothman material.

I just need you to sign
this sheet right --

Actually, we are part of

a community re-entry
employment program.

Uh, we receive incentives for
offering entry-level positions

and training, so if
you could just fill out

this application...

Entry-level?

You know, uh, janitorial,

groundskeeping,
that kind of thing.

Let me just level up with you,
man.

I wanna be a chef.

You know, so if you just
do me a solid,

sign this sheet, you know,
just to say I tried.

Okay, well, let me come clean
with you, as well.

We're a bit behind in our quota
for the re-entry program

to qualify for the incentives,
so if you could do me a solid

and just fill out
the application --

just so we both can say
that we tried?

Same time?

Same time.

♪♪

Okay, so, what's the difference
between a secant and a chord?

-Girl, I don't know!
-Don't worry. It's easy.

Okay, so a chord terminates on
the circumference of a circle,

and a secant...
-Oh, goes on indefinitely!

-There you go, Sheila, hey!
-Hey!

Ooh, turn it up.
That's my part.

♪ Aye,
I need to fill up the tank ♪

♪ No, I need to fill up
the safe ♪

♪ I need to let
all these hoes know ♪

♪ That none of
they niggas is safe ♪

-Hey!
-Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey! We don't use that word.

Dad, be cool.

No, my house, my rules.

I'll call you back, Sheila.

-Thanks for ruining homework.
-Sorry.

It's my job.

See? I tried.

Five signatures,
still nothing.

Nothing.

The Rothman School called.

You got a job working
in their cafeteria.

Wait a minute.

I got a job in the cafeteria?

[ Laughs ] I'm a chef!

No, I saw how much
you're getting paid.

Trust me. You're a cook.

Yeah, you just watch.

♪♪

Yeah, this is
what I call a drum solo.

Hey, Sheila.
You ready for the geometry test?

You know it, girl!
Okay, bye, Mom.

That's Sheila?

You let a white girl
use the N-word around you?

It was in a song.
It wasn't in a bad way.

Any way is the bad way.

White people buy more hip-hop
than us, okay?

Every artist knows that.

So they must be okay with them
saying the N-word, too.

No, I'm not talking about
rappers being okay with it.

You shouldn't be.

Listen, I feel like our
generation is kind of

taking the word back,
you know?

Defusing its negativity.

Only black people can take
that word back,

not little white girls named
Sheila who play field hockey.

Lacrosse. Don't stereotype.

Just like the only black girl in
class shouldn't be on C.P. time.

Bye!
I'm not okay with that
term either. Bye.

-Bye, bye.
-Bye.

Have a good day.

♪♪

-Hi.
-Oh.

You're Sheila's mom, right?
Josh Birkeland.

Sheila and my daughter,
Amira, they're friends.

Oh, yeah, hi, hi.

Yeah, Sheila talks about
Amira all the time.

It's nice to meet you.
Yeah, you, as well.

This is gonna seem like it's
sort of out of nowhere, but, uh,

something happened while
the girls were studying,

and I thought you'd want
to know, so...

Uh-oh, if it's that Sheila's
dumb as a brick, don't worry.

I already know.
Thank God she's pretty.

[ Laughs ]
That wasn't it.

Um, no, uh,
Sheila used the N-word.

Oh, no.

They were singing along
to some hip-hop music,

and I overheard her say it.

I was like...
Oh.

Oh, well, it was in the song.

Yes. Yes, it was, but it's
still...the N-word.

Did Amira say it?

That doesn't matter.

I'm -- I'm just saying,
you know,

in situations like this,

you have to admit, it's a little
bit...confusing, you know?

Okay, you know what?

Let me, uh,

let me make things a little
less confusing for you, okay?

Uh, I'm married to a black woman
with two black kids,

and I'm not comfortable
with your white daughter

using the N-word around
my black daughter.
Oh.

I'm not comfortable
with Amira using it.

There is too much history
behind what that word means.

I-I, uh,
I'll talk to Sheila.

Thank you.

We're Jewish, by the way.

♪♪

-Thank you.
-Yo, what up, Tray?

-What's wrong?
-Nothing, young Jedi.

Just serving lunch.

Honestly, I thought
I'd be servingmydishes.

Quinoa? What is that?

That's Indian for
"cream of wheat."

Here. Try some of this.

Wrap your mouth around that.
Tell me what you think.

What is this?
This is so good!
Oh, yeah!

That's my "C-Block Macaroni
and Cheese"

made with four
different cheeses.

You got Cheetos in there,
you got cheese puffs,

Cheez Whiz,
and most importantly,

you got government cheese.

-It is baked into that.
-Wow.

Yeah, see that look
right there?

That's why your father
does what he does.

'Cause I want to bring people
joy with my food.

Do you think I can have this
for my lunch instead?

If you think that was good,

I'm-a lay some more
treats on you.

Travel with that, beloved.

Does this have sugar in it?
That's against school policy.

Guaranteed to make
your foot go numb.

You gonna be on insulin
for life.

I wish the other kids could
taste your cooking.

I'm-a lay some more treats
on you later, so remember,

tell a friend
to tell a friend.

-Gotcha.
-Okay.

Hey, Shahzad.

I love you.

-[ Sighs ]
-Oh, come on, man.

[ Keys thud ]

-Oh.
-Mm-hmm.

[ Chuckles ]
That's great, yes.

-Hmm?
-Yeah.

You would've been
so proud of me just now.

Oh, yeah? What happened?

Well, yesterday, I overheard
Sheila use the N-word.

Sheila better not have called
my baby girl a nigger.

No, no.

They -- They were singing along
to a hip-hop song.

Oh.

I talked to Sheila's mom,

and she agreed to talk
to Sheila.

Okay, great, thank you.

-Good.
-Mwah.

Yeah.

So, when you talk to Sheila
or Sheila's mom,

there's no need
to bring it up.

-I wasn't going to.
-I know.

I just, uh,

I think I already said
everything you would've wanted

to say anyway, so...

Got that.

But why is it okay for you to
say something, but not me?

I'm saying there's no -- there's
no need for you to overreact.

You talked to her mom because

she said a word that was
in a rap song.

-That's overreacting.
-Really?

Yeah, I don't know why
you're lecturing me.

I'm not, it's just --
you know how you are

about, you know,
certain things.

How am I?

Certain things,
they make you...

go off.

Oh, is that why you talked
to Sheila's mom?

Because you thought I would
"go off" on her?

Well, yeah, kind of, yes.

First of all, I know how
to talk to people.

Second, why are you all of
a sudden so concerned about me?

Because you scare white people
when you get mad.

Wow.

[ Mail thuds ]

I didn't mean it like that.

-Shay.
-I don't want to scare you.

♪♪

[ Horn honks in distance ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

Shay, I'm -- I'm sorry
I hurt your feelings.

It should not have come out
that way,

but if I'm being honest,

you have a history
of scaring white people.

Why's she doing me like this?
I'm rich, bitch!

Look at me.
Look at this dress.

This dress $700.
You see these shoes?

Don't tell me to be quiet, okay?
I got a library card.

So do my man.
As a matter of fact,

we done donated a gag of money
to this little raggedy library.

This is where I live,
okay?!

I've been living here
for quite some time!

Josh, tell him.

This is my property, that we
live here as husband and wife!

Tell him!

Wha-- What?
Those were actual incidents.

Usually when you ask me
for evidence

to back up my arguments,
I can't.

So you think all of those things
happened for no reason?

May I see your ID?

Sure, but why'd you ask
for my ID?

You didn't ask for
that young lady's ID
that was just here.

-I was just doing my job, ma'am.
-But do you know her?

[ Laughter ]

Ladies, could you please
keep it down?

-This is a library.
-Shh!

What, really?

[Indistinct radio chatter]

Security, really?

Aw, my keys.

Dark complexion -- excuse me.
Is this your car?

Yes.
Can you help me get my keys?

Okay, yeah, she's getting
a little agitated.

Call the police.

Maybe they can get
my keys out of here.

See? I have plenty of reasons
to go off every time.

I'm sorry. You're right.

Thank you.

-It's just...
-It's just what?

I still think there may be

a better way to handle
certain situations.

For me?
Or for other people?

Can't really control
other people's behavior,

but you do catch more flies
with honey.

Well, go fuck yourself,
honey.

Cop it and go.

I'll have
the off-the-menu item, please.

Roll with wisdom.

I'll have the illegal stuff,
please.

-Illegal?
-Yeah, the illegal.

Oh, I-I don't know what
you talking about.

I only have
what's on this menu, man.

The block
is hot right now, man.

I like it hot.
That's fine, Mr. Barker.

Come on.
The fuzz is on my back, man.

-What?
-I got to lay low, man.

Not right now.
All eyes are on me.

Come back later. Get!

-Aah!
-Hey, Mr. Barker.

Timmy, you scared the shit
out of me!

You told me to come back later.
Can I please have the goods now?

I don't know, Timmy.
I'm looking in your eyes, man.

You're just
jonesing too hard.

I'll pay you.
I'll pay -- I'll pay you.

Timmy, I don't do this
for the money.

-I just love to cook.
-Please! I need this.

[ Sighs ]

Get yourself together, Timmy.

-Busted, Mr. Barker.
-Aw, hell, nah!

What is this?

Chocolate M&M and Cocoa Puff
muffin, that's it.

No, this is diabetes on a plate,
Mr. Barker.

[ Sighs ]
Follow me to my office.

You're free to leave, Timothy.

[ School bell rings ]

-Sorry you got fired, cuzzo.
-Thanks. You know what?

I miss feeding
the kids already, man.

I just want a job
with a purpose.

What it sounds like is that
you need to work for you.

Start your own restaurant,
cuzzo.

Man, you know my money ain't
long like that, Bobby.

I told you that.
All right, all right,
all right, so, look, listen.

What if the restaurant
had wheels?

♪♪

Yes. Yes!
Do not tell Mullins.

But I'm actually about to use

something I learned in
one of his classes.

I know where you going.
Prop comedy.

You know something?
The way you think...
Yeah.

...it's gotta be a disorder.

Mullins is good.

Did you see what he did
with the cucumber?

-That's the one.
-Whoo-hoo!

Look, I'm sorry, Tray.

You don't qualify for the loan,
because you have no credit.

Zero, zilch.

I'm-a be straight with you, man.
I was locked up.

I never had a credit card
before.

I'm just trying
to get my life together.

That's why I got to hit you
with this.

Bam.

Business plan.

Yeah, it's...interesting.

Um...

but, look, even if you qualify
for a loan for the truck,

you're still looking
at another $50,000 for equipment

and the permit.

-Say what?
-Damn.

All right, all right,
I got this, cuzzo.

Run my credit.

Sure, yeah, um,
what's the Social?

[ Laughs ]
All right, here we go.

Here we go. One of these.

All right...uh,
oh, here a good one.

This one's got a white
last name.

Okay, all right,
you want the Jewish.

Smickleson. Huh?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Woman:
Daniels, party of two?

Hi.

I wanted to apologize again,
about last night.

So you thought inviting me
to my favorite restaurant

would get you
out of the doghouse?

Yeah, I was hoping.

You know what?

If I'm being honest,
I do lose my temper sometimes.

But you have to understand,

there are plenty of times
when I don't.

It's not easy
being a black woman.

I can be mad about the same
stuff that a white chick

would be upset about,

and people would consider me
to be angry or a bitch.

I mean, I get it. I do.
I really get it.

No, you don't.
And it's okay.

If I had one black homegirl,

I could be having this same
conversation with her right now,

and she would understand exactly
where I'm coming from.

But I just got you,
and I need you to not worry

about what other people think

and have my back
whether I'm right or wrong,

because you're my husband.

Now, come on. Let's eat.

♪♪

Right this way, please.

♪♪

Wait, didn't they come in
after me?

They sure did.

I'm sorry, but I think we were
here before them.

-I'm sorry, what is your name?
-It's Josh Birkeland.

-They were before you.
-No, they weren't.

I-I watched them come in
after my wife.

Okay, so this is unacceptable.

This is unacceptable.

You know what? We're leaving.

-Honey?
-We are?

Yeah, we're gonna leave.
We are gonna leave.

This sucks!
We come here a lot!

Can I have a match?

Thanks.

Sorry!

All right.

Hey, how's that for not caring
what other people think, huh?

-Was it a little too much?
-Yeah.

I really wanted to eat there.

Yes, me too. Sorry.

♪♪

[ Papers thud ]

♪♪

-Yo, Tray, you gonna get up?
-What's the point?

What happens to a dream
deferred?

Does it dry up like a raisin
in the sun?

Or does it fester like a sore,
and run?

Langston Hughes.

Who?

Mullins:
Barker, get in here.

[ Groans ]

♪♪

Sit down.

Really?

You lost your job
in less than a week?

I'll take the next job
I can get.

Well, may not be necessary.

I found your business plan
in the trash can, and, uh...

[Chuckles] not bad.

Come on. Follow me.

Come on, dick licker.

[ Laughs ] Oh, my God!
You're giving me a food truck?!

I'm giving you a chance.

Plus, I'm helping a friend just
clean out his salvage yard.

You know, the truck
was in an accident,

and somebody may have died
in there.

I don't know, but --
but, you know,

he says he hears weird noises
coming from it at nighttime,

but...anyway, it's yours.

Mullins, you know my food
is good, man.

This is a moneymaker
waiting to happen, man.

I'm a business owner!

This is the proudest day
of my life!

You realize
you're saying that

standing in the back of
a halfway house in your drawers?

Oh, come here, Mullins, man.
Give me some!