All language subtitles for The Last OG s04e02 Scenario.eng

- Nobody forgets 15 years
of prison.

- ♪ I be big in Cambridge

♪ I be going insane, bitch

♪ Best stay
in your lane, bitch ♪

♪ You don't speak
my language ♪

♪ All my niggas dangerous

- I spent the first half
of my bid pissed off,

so I knew how to recognize it
in someone else.

- ♪ Best stay
in your lane, bitch ♪

♪ I be going insane, bitch

♪ You don't speak
my language ♪

♪ All my niggas dangerous

♪ And you
don't speak my language ♪

- Yo, what the fuck
are you doing?

- Don't you turn this 3
into a 25.

You understand me?
Go ahead, boi boy.

♪

Do the time, man.
Don't let the time do you.

You could be
so much more than this place.

- That's how you make it
in here?

- [sighs]
Let me tell you something, man.

Get out of prison
in your mind.

Get out and get that education.

[soft R&B music]

♪

Book man, book man!

Reading is fundamental!

- Yo, Tray,
let me get that one.

- I like that.
I like that, man.

This law book is so thick,
by the time

you finish reading it,
your bid gonna be over.

Enjoy.
Book man, book man!

Reading is fundamental!

♪

[grunting]
- Oh, shit.

My bad, Tray.
I'ma just--

- Hey, nah, come back.

Remember what I told you.
[grunts]

Education is key.
[grunts]

I don't wanna see
your ass back here.

- You know it.

- A'ight.
- A'ight.

♪

- [grunts]
[water splashes]

- ♪ Oh, yeah

- I realized that being kind
to someone else

quickly replaced my anger
with joy.

- ♪ Oh, yeah,
baby, baby, baby ♪

♪

- So you still not gonna
tell me where we going?

- I would if I could,
but I can't, so I won't.

- Wavy, don't use no line on me

you be using on chicks
to try to smash, man.

What got you so shook,
you don't wanna talk?

- Man, it's that chick
I'm tryna smash.

[chuckles]

Look, trust me, bro.

We got some friends
in high places.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- Divine?

This is the name
you couldn't tell me?

♪

- No, I'm the name
he couldn't tell you.

- Bricks.

♪

- I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

♪

[thunder booming]

Gentlemen,
thank you for coming

at such short notice.

Evidently,
we had a misunderstanding,

so I called this meeting
to clear the air.

Divine, Tray Barker is family,

which means he is
to go untouched.

I understand his cousin Bobby
lost some merchandise,

some money of yours?

That should cover
the guns and the money,

and he didn't snitch,
'cause if he did,

your ass
would be in jail right now,

so we're good.

- We're good.

- I'll throw in an extra bag
if you agree to skip town.

- Look, I know
who you are, Bricks,

and I know whatchu can do.

But ain't nobody gonna tell me

what part
of the jungle I can hunt.

- Respect.

- Man...

you the only nigga
I know with a guardian angel.

- How you know Bricks?
- I don't know.

- What do you mean
you don't know?

How you gon--
- So, gentlemen...

- Hey, why you do something
like this for me?

- Education is key.

[jazz music]

♪

My nephew says hello.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
your nephew?

Andre is your nephew?
- My big brother's kid, yeah.

When Dre was just seven,
his pop laid down his bike

on the BQE, never got up.
- He told me.

I lost my pops
when I was young, too,

know what I'm saying?

so I recognized
the anger in the boy.

- Oh, that anger
gave him a three-year bid.

It woulda been 20 if you
hadn't have looked out for him.

That's why I came
to do you this solid.

- Much appreciated.

- You already know.

But this is just
a one-time thing, though.

- Oh, for sure.

You know,
it was a misunderstanding.

You know,
I'm for the community now.

- Well, then you wanna tell me
why I just had to give

three keys of coke so this guy
wouldn't kill you?

[chuckles]

Enjoy your new lease on life,
Tray Barker.

- Thank you.

- And I hope you do something
great with it like Andre did.

♪

- Damn.
- Whoo!

- Yeah.
- Any word on Bobby yet?

- Nah, I put some calls out,

and, uh, I ain't hear
nothing yet.

- Might take a while.

Bobby's good
at playing hide-and-seek.

He hid so long one time,
we had to find pictures of him

to put on a milk carton.

[upbeat R&B music]

♪

- Jasmine needs to hurry up.

Look, Grandma's blood sugar
is getting low,

and she's getting snappy.
- Who you calling snappy?

Is she coming or not?
- Mommy, one minute.

- [sighs]

- Dad.
- What?

I have low blood sugar, too.

[cell phone buzzing]
- What?

- Oh, that's her.
Excuse me.

Hey, you're downstairs
looking for a parking spot?

Well, I got Shahzad downstairs
holding you a space.

- Hey!
[yelling in Farsi]

- Look, you're not getting it.
That's just what it is.

[car horn blares]

- Uh, actually,
I don't think I can make it.

I worked all night.
- Oh.

Well, so you're not coming?

I made your favorite,
lemon tilapia.

Why don't I just wrap it up
and bring it over to you?

And you can put
that trench coat on

and show me what's under it
or what's not under it.

[chuckles]
- No, I don't think so.

- Okay, well, you know,
I miss you.

Call me
when you feeling better.

Okay, bye.

Well, Jasmine is not coming.

Could you go outside
and get your brother?

- Want a roll?
- No.

- Back up!
- Shahzad!

She's not coming.

- Oh, okay.

♪

There you go.
My fault.

- Father God,
I wanna thank You

for this time we have together,

for me being shot
being a misunderstanding,

and now there's
a new understanding,

and we don't have to worry
about ever being shot again.

Amen. Let's eat.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, what?

- That was a weird prayer.

- All that matters
is that my kids are safe

and my family's together
enjoying each other

the way we should be,

and I promise
I won't get shot again.

Let's eat.

- Can you answer
one question for me?

- Ma, come on, now.

That's a waste of time
because I spent

15 years in prison
'cause I don't snitch.

Let's eat.
- Do you want a roll?

- Sorry Jasmine
couldn't make it.

She missed out
on some delicious tilapia.

It's a good fish.
- But it's a made-up fish.

Nobody ever said,
"I went fishing

and caught a tilapia."
Nobody.

It was made
on a farm somewhere--

I think in Connecticut.

[sighs]

- You guys doing okay?

- Worried she's pulling away.

I mean, she came through
the other night,

we did our thing,
but it was far from magic.

And it was not my fault.

I was all hopped up
on them painkillers, man.

I guess that's why
they call it a opioid crisis.

- That's not what that means.

- Well, it was a crisis to me.

- Hell, no.

Shahzad, Amira, come here now!

both: Yes, Grandma?

- I thought you said
that you cleaned the kitchen.

Why are there
dishes everywhere?

- I couldn't fit all the dishes
in the dishwasher.

- Oh, because you
loaded it up all wrong.

The dishes are crammed
in here any which way.

There's stuff on the--

there's still food
on the dishes!

- Don't look at me.
I did the trash.

- Oh, you mean the trash
that's piled up in the corner?

Shahzad, trash is not done
until you take it to the curb.

- I'll get it.

- What are they teaching
you all in home ec these days?

- Home ec?
What's that?

- It's a class
that teaches you

how to clean
so you don't end up nasty.

- If it's not
on the standardized tests,

they're not gonna teach it.

- So y'all don't know
how to do anything, huh?

Laundry, iron,
how to write a check,

does any of this ring a bell?

- That's what Google's for.

- Okay, well,
since Shay's not here,

I'm gonna make it my job
to ensure that you two

know how to take care
of yourselves, okay?

So I'll be at your house
tomorrow at 8:00 a.m.

- Grandma, we don't need that.

Look, I'ma get this trash,

and we'll be
out of your hair.

[trash clatters]

8:00 a.m.?

[upbeat Latin jazz music]

♪

[bell dings]
- Raul, my man.

- Hey, Tray, how's it going?

Hey, one spicy special,
right?

- Yeah, but this time,
put it on wheat,

and I got these flowers
from your man outside.

- Got you, got you.
- Oh, you got the big bunch!

[laughs]
Yeah, she must be real special.

- She is, Miss Yvette,
and because you said that,

I think these flowers
might work.

- Are you blind or just stupid?

Tray Leviticus Barker,
I know you see us all

standing here in this line.
- Your name's Leviticus?

- Yeah, little mama,
that's my middle name.

You know what I mean?
Um, I'm a regular here.

My bad.
This'll be real quick.

- I eat here every day.
We all regulars.

Raul, cancel his order
and tell him

to get his behind
in the back of the line.

- Shaveese, there you go,

trying to tell people
how to run they business again.

Miss Yvette,
I see you from head to toe,

so fresh and so clean.

- Thank you.
[laughs]

Yes, you know what?
Go ahead, go ahead.

He shouldn't have to wait
in his condition.

- Miss Yvette,
what's his condition?

Please tell me,
'cause y'all killing me.

Y'all acting like
he's a Wounded Warrior.

- That's rude, okay?
All this, that's kind of rude.

- Yeah, Miss Veesy,
he's Leviticus.

- Yes,
but he cut the line, Sonae.

That's not right.

- But he's Leviticus.
- Ugh.

- What kind of cheese
are we doing today?

- Give me feta.
- Uh-uh, no, no, no, no, no.

No cheese ordering.
Are you kidding me?

There's no substitutions.
Raul, stop making his sandwich.

Come on, y'all.

You're acting like we not
all standing in this line

and this man came in here
and cut us off.

- Well, I am running
a little late

for my dialysis appointment.
- Your poor kidney.

- But it's Tray.
- It's Tray.

- Go get what you need.
- Here you go, Tray.

There you go.
- Nah, do your thing.

- My man.

- And he don't even
have to pay either, Raul?

Just gonna give stuff for free,
so I get it for free, too?

- I told you they know me.

both:
We know him.

- I know him.

- You make me sick, Tray.

- Raul, do me a solid.
- What's up?

- Give this woman right here
a Snicker 'cause she's cranky.

And give little mama
whatever she want in the store.

Put it on my tab, okay?
- All right, sounds good.

- See you later, baby.
- See you later, Tray!

- All right, Ra!

[upbeat music]

♪

- Okay, let's see how you did
on your first attempt

at washing your own clothes.

Ooh.

- My sweater!
- It's a bib now.

♪

- Oh, dry clean only.

Always read the labels.

- [grunts]

- Litterbug.
- No.

No, I would never litter.
My form was just off.

I was just about
to pick it up, Veesy.

- I gotchu.
- My man.

- No, leave it.

- Take it easy, lady.
It's just a piece of trash.

- No, it's not
just a piece of trash.

It's a symbol of everything

that's wrong
with our community.

People need
to take responsibility

for their own messes.

It's his trash.
Let him pick that shit up.

- My man, could you
give that to me?

Tray gets it.
He goes for the win.

He shoots.

Knicks win! Knicks win!
Randolph!

What, you like the Nets?
- Shut up.

- [laughing]

Did you see that?
Oh!

- How's that bathroom's coming?

That's more like it.

- Grandma, I'm dizzy.

- [laughs]

It's so soft.

Grandma, when did we
get a pet cat?

- Oh, my children are high.

Uh, listen, when you're
cleaning with chemicals,

you always open a window.

♪

- [laughs]

- Five.
- Three.

- Wait, Roberta, are you sure
you can do five books?

'Cause the last time
you bid five,

you only did one book.
- [laughs]

- I think you better worry
about your own cards.

- By the way,
I don't mean to criticize,

but I need a new glass.
This one's a little cloudy.

- Oh, I had my grandkids
do the dishes last night.

You know
these kids can't do nothing?

- Ain't that the truth?

My grandson went
to microwave a burrito...

- Uh-huh.
- Left the foil on.

- Oh, Lord.
- Nearly burned down the house.

[laughter]
[door closes]

- Hey, Ma.
- Hey!

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Miss Gloria, Miss Miller.
Martha, what's up?

What's going on here?

I thought y'all was supposed
to be playing cards

at Miss Miller house tonight.
- Oh.

They're fumigating
her building.

- Again?
- Yes, honey.

Until they get rid
- of that hoarder in 3 - C,

there's nothing we can do.

- I only got a hour
to get everything ready

before Jasmine come over.

- Oh, well, you won't even know
that we are here.

Shh!
[laughter]

- Wait a minute.
Y'all staying here?

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

- Well, listen, you can have
your little party

in the kitchen.
- What's the problem?

- Uh-huh.
- Close the door.

- Judging by all those oysters,
I think he thinks

he's gonna have sex
on the dining room table!

- Oh, no.
Now, stop that.

- That is disgusting.

- Well, in that case,
you better keep the door open!

- Oh, Lord.

- We don't have that kind
of stuff around here.

My son don't know
whatchu talking about.

- J to the O-S-H,
again, I wanna thank you

for allowing me
to use your crib, son.

- No problem.
What's on the menu tonight?

- Appeteasers to start.

I'm having
macaroni and cheese critters,

some stuffed collard greens.

I also made fried bologna
with welfare cheese goulet.

No, I'm just joking,
I got some oysters.

- Smart, that's an aphrodisiac.
- Nah, I'ma fry them.

Black people don't use oysters
as a aphrodisiac.

We go to the store
and get a 40.

You get naughty with the 40.
That's gonna be me and Jasmine.

Closer.
[laughs]

- All right,
you're all set, then.

Just text me when you head out
to Jasmine's place.

Okay, if things
escalate quickly,

do not go in my bedroom
or on the couch,

on the Ping-Pong table
or any table.

Just take it to the hallway.

- Freaky-deaky?
- Yeah, but easy on the deaky.

- Look at this, see?
All right.

Yes, you know,
when I was a teenager,

I made a lot of my clothes.

- That's because they didn't
have stores back then.

- Oh.
- [chuckles]

- Okay, don't let me
sew up your mouth now.

Gonna have a "Handmaid's Tale"
in here.

Okay?
[chuckles]

- Grandma, I'm not trying
to make my own clothes.

- I know, but everybody
should know how to sew.

How you think your mother
became such a good designer?

Now, the first thing
you have to learn

is how to thread a needle.

Let's try, okay?
- Okay.

- And it takes control
and a good eye.

- Ow!
Grandma, this is impossible.

- I did it.
- Gracious.

[laughs]
Yes.

- Yeah, it's easier for him.

Look, the hole in his needle
is bigger than mine.

I need a bandage.

- [laughs]
- Lord, please.

Would you like to learn
how to use a sewing machine?

- Yeah, can you teach me
how to use it, please?

- Okay, well,
you come over here.

So you can put your foot
on this pedal.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- All right.
- Come on, get a little closer.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Let's use this little cloth.

And just go on,
make a good line.

- Okay.
- Okay.

All right, we gonna
put this down.

And now slowly go.
- Okay.

- Oh, my baby got it.
- [chuckles]

- Okay.

[knock at door, door opens]

- Come on in, little lady.

[R&B music playing softly]

Oh, we doing the trench coat
thing tonight, huh?

Can't wait to see
what's underneath.

- Yeah, in a minute.
- Of course.

Why rush?

We got the trench coat,
the strawberries,

and we got the oysters.

- Look, Tray,
we really need to talk.

- Ooh, talk.
Like, talk dirty?

This is gonna be
the greatest night ever.

- Tray, I'm talking about this.

- Oh, we gonna do
the "Mr. & Mrs. Smith" sex.

- [sighs]

Look, Tray...

The reason
I've been avoiding you

and why I'm wearing
the bulletproof vest

from my job
practically everywhere I go

is because...

I've just been so scared
to be around you.

- [sighs]

Can I ask you
a question, Jasmine?

Are you scared of me?

- No.

I'm scared
of the people who shot you.

The police
haven't made an arrest,

and I'm just--I can't feel safe

knowing that they're all
just still out there.

- Baby, how long
you been feeling like this?

- Since you
got out of the hospital.

I mean, what if you had come
to my house that night

when they got you?
- They wasn't even after me.

They was after my cousin Bobby.
- Well, how you know that?

- I talked to some people,

and trust me, you have nothing
to worry about.

We are completely safe.

Now, can we please just enjoy
this wonderful evening?

- You talked to what people?

Criminals?

If you really left that life
behind you,

you would tell the police
who shot you,

but instead you wanna
protect them?

I care about you, Tray,

but I don't wanna
be with someone

who wants to protect criminals.

- Jasmine, don't do this to me.

♪

[sighs]

- I need you to pick a side.

- Pick a side?
I'm from the streets.

You know I can't do that.

You know I can't do that.
Don't do this.

- Just pick a side.
- Don't do this.

I can't do that.
- Pick a side.

- I can't do that!

- [sighs]

Well, I can.

Goodbye, Tray.

Good luck.

[door opens, closes]

- [screams]

[sewing machine whirring]

[whirring continues]

[punchy music]

♪

- Guess who caught
the fashion bug

and dug out
the old sewing machine.

I guess he gets it
from his mama.

Love you.

[text message swooshes]

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