All language subtitles for Bel-Air.S01E08.WEBRip.x264-ION10

- Previously on "Bel-Air"...

- I've always been enamored
with your work.

- I'm not sure I'm ready

just to show
any of my latest pieces yet.

- You made that choice
to set your art aside, not me.

- Part of me
resents you for it.

- People are even saying that
you'd be an ideal candidate

for the Neeman
Artistic Fellowship.

- What?
That's quite an honor.

- "Thirsty Chef," huh?
- Ugh.

- People are loving
"the Thirsty Chef."

- I don't know.
It just didn't seem like you.

- It's not.

- I don't understand why
it matters if my dad's a cop.

- He's the chief of police.

And if it didn't matter,
why didn't you tell me?

- It's not like you told me
what your dad did for a living.

- Oh, sorry.
I can't answer that question

'cause I haven't seen
the sorry-ass nigga

since he walked out.

- Will's been floating the idea

of heading back to Philly.

Think of all the opportunities
that he could have here.

- Sounds like
you tryna take my place.

- Hey, uh, you seen Will?

- No, sorry.
- LAPD!

We need to speak with
the owner of the house.

You're Chief Wilkes' daughter?
- Yes.

- Party's over.

[smooth music]

* *

- Whoo!

Look at that baby fly.

Yeah, ol' Yamacraw
still got it.

All right, come on, son.

Let's catch up
with Assemblyman Hernandez.

- Can we use the golf carts
on the back nine?

They're complimentary.

- Walking's good for my spirit,

and it's part
of your punishment.

* *

- [sighs]

- All right, let's go.
- Yes, sir.

- Hey, uh, remind me again.

Why isn't Will being punished,
hmm?

- His punishment's on hold
because it's his birthday.

- Look, this whole thing
is being blown

way out of proportion.

There was minimal damage
to the house.

Plus, the cops only got us
on a noise violation.

- You were lucky Lisa was there
and called her dad

and I was able to persuade
the police commissioner

to keep the matter quiet.

- Wait, you cut a deal
with the police commissioner?

- I just pointed out that
my opponent in the election

is the police chief,

and that it might appear
that our family was targeted

the night of your party.

- Holy shit, uh...

thanks, Dad.
I mean it.

- You're welcome.
Consider it an act of grace.

I'll do everything in my power
to safeguard your future.

You understand?

[Your Grandparents' "Groove"]

- * Ooh, we in a *
- * Groove *

- * Your skin, your moves,
that shit's so smooth... *

- Look, I really appreciate
you and Uncle Phil

putting my punishment
on layaway for a little bit.

This gonna be
the best birthday gift ever.

- Well, you only turn 17 once,
right?

Oh, and maybe we shouldn't talk
about the party situation.

- Trust me, I'm not
tryna stress my mama out

any more than I already have.

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey!
- Oh!

Look at her!
Hey, Mama!

[both laughing]

Hey, you made it.
- I love you, baby!

Oh, boy, I wouldn't dare miss
your birthday.

Look at you.
Ooh, I missed you.

I missed you.
I missed you so much.

- Hey, sis.

- Oh. Oh.

[awkward laughter]

Seriously, Viv,

it is--it's real good
to see you.

And thank you and Phil
for flying me out here

and for putting up
with this one.

- We're just doing
what families do:

looking out for each other.

- All right, let's go.
- Okay.

Oh, boy. Wow.

Boy, I swear you done
got taller.

- Oh, yeah. No, our coach
be having the whole team

do Pilates and stuff, you know,
strengthen our cores

and align our backs
and all that.

- It's one of the best schools
in the country.

- Look at that.
Fancy schmancy.

[soft R&B in background]

- Yeah.

Tell me
this is the follow-up video

to the one
that put you on the map.

- No, not yet.

Gotta build up anticipation.

Otherwise,
it can get played out quick.

- Yeah, but the numbers

on that
sexy chef video, though--

3 million views and counting.

And these regular old tutorials
of yours

get a fraction of those hits.

I don't want you
to lose momentum.

- I won't.

- All right.

Well, what's the holdup?

- I told my parents
it was a one-off thing,

so I need
to prepare them for more.

- Your parents?

What, you want them
to sign a permission slip?

- Kylo, there are knives
within my reach.

Do you really wanna go there?

- [laughs] No, it's my bad.

I'm playing.

But I'd hate to see
an opportunity

slip through your fingers.

- * Let's go party *

* I'ma comin' to get you *

* Why you worry 'bout
the little things? *

- Boom.

- Don't you know
you're supposed to

let the highest-ranking
politician win?

- Well, Assemblyman,
I never learned to lose.

- Why don't we let the caddies

stretch their legs
while we ride on ahead?

- If you say so.

- We will see how we do
at this hole, all right?

- [laughs]
You're feeling really good.

- So, Assemblyman Hernandez,

can I count on
your endorsement?

- I like you, Phil,
but you're in a tight race,

and you don't appear
to have your family in order.

- My family
isn't on the ballot.

- But they are
in the voters' minds.

From what I hear,
your wife's vanished

from the campaign trail

since her outburst
at a charity event.

Your daughter's
posting thirst trap videos,

and your son's throwing parties

that get shut down
by the police.

- All that's irrelevant, okay,
as I'm the one running for DA.

There's no stain on me.

- These are the realities.

If you want to win...
get your family in line.

- 'Cause I tell you what,
them jawns was good,

but ain't got nothing
on a cheesesteak

from a good Papi store.

- What?
Oh, come on now.

I wouldn't go that far.

- Oh, wow.
- Pssh. I know, right?

Ha. But look, I'ma take
your bags upstairs.

You get comfortable.

Mom, we gonna have
so much fun here.

- Okay.
[both chuckle]

Oh.

There's Dianne.

You know, her youngest daughter
[phone chimes]

just started at Howard
on a tennis scholarship.

- Oh, wow.
Well, good for her.

I haven't seen Dianne
in 20 years.

How long has it been
since you were last here?

- 20 years?
It was--it was your wedding.

And you couldn't send
for a private plane back then.

We were all broke.

- Girl, I remember.
I mean, we ate the leftovers

from that reception
for two weeks.

- Yeah.

Well, you don't have
that problem anymore.

- You're right.

A lot has changed.

- Well, for one, our kids
insist on growing up.

Will is almost a man.

And I think I might...

I might tell him
about his father.

- Tell him what?

- Well, everything.

The whole story.

- Wait, have you thought
long and hard

about how this might
affect Will?

- I realize that it--
it may hurt him,

and he might be upset,

but if we explain our reasons--

- Reasons?
He might hate us.

Are you prepared for that?

[upbeat choral music]

* *

[grouptherapy's
"watercolor" playing]

* *

- * Hold on a minute *

* Slow it all down
for a second, right quick *

* You know there's a limit *

* The goal is the limit *

* Hold on a minute *

* Shit goes down
when it get like this *

* You know there's a limit *

* The goal is the limit *

* Wait *

* *

- What?
- As much as I want to do this,

we shouldn't, 'cause my mom
just got here.

- I haven't seen you smile
this big since the day we met.

- I mean, hey,
I'm a mama's boy,

and I ain't afraid to admit it.

- That's sweet.
I'm sure your mom is so great.

- She is.

You should go see her
for yourself.

- She just got here.

You think she wants
some random girl

infringing on the time
with her son?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, flag on that play.

You're not some random girl,
all right?

But you're right.
You're right.

Maybe, uh...or maybe you can
meet her tomorrow

at my birthday dinner.

- Okay.

I can sneak past my dad,

but you're gonna
have to handle Carlton.

Ever since
he found out about us,

he's been freezing me out.

- Okay.
- I'll deal with Carlton,

and you just focus
on charmin' my ma, okay?

- Drive safe.
- See you later, Phil.

[indistinct chatter]

- What's wrong?
Is he not going to endorse you?

- No.

No, he doesn't wanna
choose between

two Democratic candidates.

He's afraid that Wilkes and I

are gonna split the party
and the vote.

- All right.

Is there anything
we can do about that?

- Well, I need to get Wilkes
out of the race.

See, I was running before him,

and it's his late entry
that's complicated things.

- All right.
Yeah. Yeah.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

- Yeah, you can try and stay
out of the kind of trouble

that brings police to our door.

- Wait, are you seriously
gonna ride me about that?

- Yes, I am.

- You don't throw what Will did
in his face.

- Will's new to our world.
You know, he's still learning

about the scrutiny
we live under.

This should be
second nature to you.

- So Will can make mistakes,
but I can't.

Got it.

[percussive music]

* *

- Aunt Vy!

- Come hug
your most devoted follower.

- Okay.
No, you really don't play.

I think people
literally follow me

just to see your comments
under literally every post.

- Yo, I swear she be doing
the same thing

on my basketball posts.

Like, can you chill?

- I love to support my family.
How can you blame me?

And look, on Hilary's page,
you gotta let people know

that most of those recipes

are time-tested,
going back three generations.

- Grandma Smith could cook?

- Oh yeah.
Meemaw used to throw down.

She used to cook for us,
like, every other Sunday.

Yo, I used to skip lunch
just to eat her meals.

- Vy, I didn't realize you
follow Hilary on social media.

- Yeah.
Yeah. You don't?

- I got banned.

- Mother was sneak-dissing
in the comments, okay,

and I had to set up
some boundaries.

So now she's blocked with love.

- Well, I love your videos,

although that
most recent one is--

- Yeah, she's having
the post removed

as soon as she straightened
things out with her boss, Kylo.

- Ooh, Kylo. He's so cute.

- Aunt Vy!
- I follow him.

- Yo, what did I hear.
Excuse me?

I know you ain't out here
sliding in DMs and all that.

- Don't be messing
with my phone.

- Where your phone at?
- You better not fool--

- Hey, Auntie Vy.

- Oh, my goodness.
You are so handsome, Carlton.

- I have always appreciated
your honesty.

- And congratulations
on your high honors.

Will tells me that you are
at the top of your class.

- Actually, I'm tied
for third, but yeah,

I'm hoping
to get valedictorian.

- I'm sure you will.

- Vy.
- Philip.

- So great to see you.
Glad you made it safe.

- Oh, I am so happy to be here
and to be with my son.

- I'm happy
we're all here, matter of fact.

All right?
One big ol' happy family.

I think the last time
we did this

was the reunion
at Grandma's Molly's

back in Philly, right?

- Yeah!
Oh, I used to love those.

And her mac and cheese
used to slap.

- Why did we stop doing them?

- Well, Mom--Grandma--

she got sick, just really sick.

- And I had
to take care of her.

- I tried to help out

as much as I could,
but our lives were out here.

- We sent money.

- Yeah, well, checks pay bills,
but they don't change bedpans.

I had to do that on my own.

- You could have hired
a caregiver, as I suggested.

We would have covered that too.

- Hire a stranger to look
after our mother?

You know, I thought we owed her
more than that.

- A'ight, chill.
A'ight?

I remember y'all doing this

when--when Grandma Molly
was dying.

It didn't change anything then.

It's not gonna
change anything now.

[melancholy music]

* *

- Black and brown women--
we are degraded

if we're even
a little bit sexual.

We show some skin,
and automatically we're THOTs.

Meanwhile, white girls?

They're brave
whenever they bare it all.

- Okay, Hilary,
we don't need a lecture

on how racism
shapes gender politics.

Now, you told us
you were going to take down

this "Thirsty Chef" video.

Now it sounds like you're not.

- No, I want to re-examine
what it could mean for me.

- Well, have you considered
what it might mean

for the rest of us?
For my campaign?

I gotta answer questions

about you being naked
all over social media.

- I'm not even naked, Dad.

And your campaign,

they should be unashamed
of my body-positive post.

And if anyone doesn't get it,
they can go to hell.

- Okay.
So the bottom line is,

you're keeping up your posts,

and I imagine
making more of them.

- Yes.

- Hmm.

Well, I guess it's settled.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I got a narrative to spin.

- Daddy, I know
it's hard to understand,

but I'm making
good business decisions.

- Sure.

[somber music]

* *

- Mom, don't you get
what I'm trying to do?

- I don't.

But I love you,
and I've learned with you

that it's better to argue less
and listen more.

Here's my question.

Does this
really reflect who you are?

- Your aunt Viv and I
have a lot of history

to work through.

And as much as we love
each other,

we've always clashed.

We're very different.

- Mm. Not really.

You both always got
all the answers,

and you always gotta have
the last word.

You're actually like...
too much alike.

- All right, well, you might be
onto something.

- Mm-hmm.
[laughs]

- Listen, I came to celebrate
your birthday, okay?

The focus is you.

I don't want you
worrying about me and Viv.

- Okay.

I mean, as long
as everyone gets along.

- I'll do my best.

Oh, boy.

I am fading, baby.

Jet lag.
So good night.

- Good night.

- You know, Will, I cannot
get over you remembering

me and Viv arguing.

I mean, you were maybe
six or seven.

How far back do you remember?

[small laugh] Uh...

I think I remember...
[laughs]

Jasmine kissing me
on the playground

when I was, like, four.

Yeah, that was cool.

[chuckling]

- Do you remember your father?

- Um...

little bits and pieces.

But hey, is he even worth
remembering?

I love you, Mom.

- I love you too.

[mellow music R&B]

* *

- * Don't know
when you caught my eyes *

* *

- It's quite late.

Are you coming to bed tonight,

or are you making a habit
of sleeping in here?

- I'm under the gun, Phil.

- Painting for Reid.

- I'm painting to apply
for the Neeman Fellowship.

- Hmm.

Art deadlines.

I recall how this goes.

I could've used your help
with Hilary.

You said almost nothing.

- There's no use arguing
in circles with her.

* *

It's the last thing

that either one of us needs
right now,

but we potentially have
a much big issue.

Vy is considering

telling Will about Lou.

- You're fucking kidding me.
- No.

I advised her against it.

- Good,
'cause it's a horrible idea.

- Well, yeah, it's horrible
for us, but I mean,

Will deserves to know
the truth about his dad.

- Yeah, someday. Yeah.
But on his 17th birthday, no.

Listen, Viv, we gotta stand
together on this one.

- Phil, he's gonna find out
about it one day.

And the longer we keep him
in the dark,

the worse it'll be
for all of us.

[upbeat music]

- Ooh, do I smell--
ooh, the grilled ham steak

with the--
the smothered potatoes

and the biscuits and gravy?
Okay. Going crazy in here.

- All your favorites
on your special day.

Happy birthday.

- Thank you.

- Oh, I know it's only been
a few months

since you've been gone, baby,

but, gosh, I just feel like
so much has changed.

Look at your face.

Gosh, baby, you're starting
to look a lot like...

- Like who?

- Like a man.

Like a man and not my baby boy.

- I ain't been a baby
in a minute, Ma.

But, uh...I been thinking
about this for a long time,

but I've been meaning
to ask you,

and I feel like maybe you were
about to bring it up, but...

Do I kind of look like my pops?

Like my eyes and my ears,
something?

- I'm not sure
how to answer that,

being that all your good looks
come from me.

- Ah.
- I mean, come on.

It's like looking in a mirror.
- Right.

- [yawning] Good morning.
- Good morning.

- What's all this?

- Well, this is all just
a slice of heaven on Earth.

Here.
Try one of these.

- Oh, my God.
- Mm-hmm.

- This is the best biscuit
I've ever eaten.

- Just you wait.
She gonna put the gravy on it.

It's gonna change your life.

- Okay, wait.
Mom doesn't cook like this.

- Well, that's because
while I was perfecting

my skills in the kitchen,

your mother was too busy
running out in them streets.

- All right, I need details.
Spill.

- Did she ever tell you
about the time

that she climbed up on stage
at a D'Angelo concert?

- Okay, excuse me.
I did not climb up.

He invited me on stage.

- No, I don't recall him
asking you anything.

- He invited me up
with his eyes.

[laughter]

- So, Auntie,
you have any more secrets

about my mother
that you care to divulge?

- Okay.
- Oh.

- Ooh, did she tell you,
ooh, about the time

that I bought her
her first canvas and paint set?

- Okay, to distract me so you
could go talk on the phone

when you were supposed
to be babysitting me.

- That's a lie.

I did it because I saw
you had talent.

You never give me credit
for that.

- Mm. What you can
take credit for

is taking me
to the beach on my birthday.

It'd be dope. It'd be cool.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

- I can meet you both for
lunch, if that's okay with you.

- Yeah, of course, it is.
Yeah.

It'll give us
all time to catch up.

- Wraps.
And let's get into this food.

- Okay.
Let's do it. Let's eat.

Look, I grated some cheese.

- Oh, you grated
the cheese this time.

- Yes, you know...
- Wow!

She got to Bel-Air,
she started to use the grater.

- I'm trying to step it up.
- By the way,

happy birthday, Will.
- Hey, thanks, man.

- So? Did he agree to meet?

- Yeah. It's all arranged.

No press. Just you and Wilkes.

- Good. Good.
Thank you, Geoffrey.

- You look knackered, man.

What else is going on?

- Well...

Vy might tell Will
about his dad.

- And you don't want that.
For good reason?

- Well, it might derail
all the progress

he's made, you know?

- Yeah.
I suppose it could.

- Which is why
I need your help.

[quiet dramatic music]

* *

I need you to see to it that
Lou doesn't come near Will.

I mean, the last thing
he needs in his life

is more hurt
and disappointment.

* *

- * Don't try to fight it *

* I know you like it

* Yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Taking over like a virus *

* Let's start a riot *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah *

- Ooh!

- See, Ma?

A piece of home is always near,
no matter how far I go.

- Mmm. Mmm.

A little bit of Philly
definitely goes a long way.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mmm.

- Shh, this is crazy.

- It is beautiful.

Sky and mountains and ocean.

- Mm-hmm.
- Really is like a dream.

- Exactly.

Definitely took a minute,

but I think I'm starting
to like Cali now.

- I'm proud of you, son.

Despite how much
I miss my baby,

I am happy to see you
thriving out here.

- Yeah, I mean, if it wasn't
for Uncle Phil and Aunt Viv,

if they hadn't stuck by me,
I don't know where I would be.

- Wait, hold up.

You just gonna give
all the props

to your aunt and uncle
for the past few months

when I'm the one
who raised you on my own?

- Yo, no way.
I see you, Ma.

I mean, if it wasn't for you
sending me out here,

I probably would've never
made it to this birthday.

So thank you.

- No, thank you, baby.

Thank you for being the man

that I always knew
you were meant to be.

I just don't want you
to ever forget the whole story

of where you come from, okay?

[people on ride screaming]

- I hear you.

- Come here.

I love you, baby.

- I love you too.
Wanna go ride that first one?

- I do.
- All right, let's go.

- Yeah.

[soft, punchy music]

* *

- * Remind me
what the caddy say *

* She know I'm a sunny
lemonade *

* For the low,
what you do for the money? *

* Oh no, oh no, oh,
can't play me for no dummy *

* I need VVS...*

- Does this really reflect
who you are?

* *

- * Care if I'm crazy,
who she swervin'? *

* Mm mm *

* Mm mmm *

- You're late.

- Police business.

See, I'm already
a public servant.

- You can quit preening.
There's no cameras around.

- Well, unlike you,
I take the law seriously.

I don't bend it or buy my way
out of following it

like you did
at Carlton's party.

- Your daughter was a guest,

yet no one checked
her alcohol intake.

So you can quit
the saint routine.

We both know
why it doesn't suit you.

- Assemblyman Hernandez
said you had a proposal.

- I do.

This special election
has gotten complicated

since you jumped in.

Now you and I could split
the Democratic vote,

pushing Crawford to the win.

Here's how we avoid that.

Our debate should decide
which one of us continues

to stand in the election.

Whoever's leading afterwards

becomes the sole
Democratic candidate.

Loser bows out,

throwing his full support
behind the winner.

- The debate decides it all.

- Exactly.

Do we have a deal?

* *

- Hey, Kylo.
- Yo.

- So I came up
with four other video ideas

outside of "Thirsty Chef,"
and they're all fire.

- Yeah.

I was worried
you were gonna be like this.

- What is that supposed
to mean?

- It means I did some research
on you, Hilary.

You dropped out of college.

You left two or three jobs,
internships.

You even quit
those online personas

you used to try on
just for fun.

- Yeah, so what?

I--I've been finding myself.

- Well, you have a pattern.

As soon as something
doesn't go your way,

you're pretty quick to take off
on another venture.

It's an easy habit to form

when you never have to pay
a bill.

- You know what?
Fuck you, Kylo.

Don't try to psychoanalyze me

just because
I don't do what you want.

- Don't spin this on me.

You hated that video till
I posted it and it skyrocketed

and earned you
all your sponsors.

- And I will keep
all my sponsors, okay?

I can do it my way without you.

- Yeah, except if you leave,
all the content you've created

in this house belongs to me,
and you owe me a kill fee.

Pretty big one.

You didn't read your contract,
did you?

- Hello, Mrs. Banks.
So good to see you again.

- Oh, thank you so much,
Chef Armstrong.

I'm so looking forward
to another great meal today.

- You know
I won't let you down.

- Sorry, guys.
Sorry for being late.

- No biggie, Aunt Viv.

- It gave us enough time
to spot Christina Aguilera

walk into this fancy jawn.

- Yo, we saw Riri last time
we were here,

right, Aunt Viv?
- Oh.

- She was dope.
- Oh, she sure was.

And she made sure
she got her money's worth.

- Oh, so you--you come here
often, baby?

- Yeah, yeah.
We try to bring the kids

out somewhere nice for dinner
at least once a week,

you know,
to broaden their palate.

- Yeah.
The seafood here is bussin'.

- So, Viv,

tell me what's got you
so busy these days.

- Well, there's a gallerist
who's nominated me

for a Nieman Fellowship.

It's basically like
a genius grant

to visual artists.

- So you're painting again?

- Yeah. Yeah.
Aunt Viv's art is crazy.

She be having people paying
like 20 Gs for her stuff.

- Shh.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- Well, that's great to hear.

I--I was kind of disappointed
when you stopped painting,

you know, especially after
all the sacrifices

that me and Mama made
so you could become an artist.

- Oh, forgive me
for letting you down.

Not like you knew
what I was going through.

After all, though, you were
so busy running after Lou.

- Let's--let's not go there.
- Go where?

- Good afternoon,
ladies and gentleman.

May I take your order?

- Yes. Yes, you may.

And we will enjoy this lunch
on my birthday.

No side orders
of extra energy necessary.

- Happy birthday.

- Thank you.

[edgy music]

- I've been thinking, Phil.

Maybe you should try

a different tack
with Will's dad, huh?

- If you knew Lou,
you wouldn't say that.

He's not someone Will needs
in his life right now.

- Why should you get
to decide that?

Why not Will?
Why not his father?

I think about my son.

You take a minute and think
about Carlton and then tell me

what you would do if you were
in Lou's position, huh?

* *

- Just do what I asked.

- I'm not that kind of brother.

Doesn't sit right with me.

- Too bad.

You work for me.

- Understood.

- Ma, can we talk, like,
straight up?

No holding back?

- About what, baby?

- About my dad.

You and Aunt Viv got me
thinking about him

and what I remember.

- She shouldn't have
drudged him up.

- Honestly, I've been thinking
about it for years,

but I just feel like you
never talk about him,

and every time
I try to bring him up,

you just constantly put me off.

- I mean, it's because
I didn't wanna--I didn't wanna

bad-mouth him in front of you,

especially when
you were younger.

- Well, I'm older.

All right?

And I wanna know everything.

What was he like?
Good and bad.

What qualities
do I get from him?

I mean,
there's gotta be a few, right?

- [chuckles]

[sighs]

- Your daddy, Lou--

he was complicated, baby,

and you don't need his failures

and his shortcomings
in your head.

You know, you're gonna be
a better man

than he could ever be.
- Mom, Mom, Mom, stop.

Stop, all right?

I see what you're doing.
It's not okay.

I'm tired of stonewalling,
all right?

I'm 17 now.
I'm not 7.

I wanna know the full story,
a'ight?

The real one.

[melancholy music]

* *

- Okay. Um...

Tss. Ha.

Your father
was a half-ass dreamer

jumping from one get-rich-quick
scheme to another.

And I believed
his promises and his lies.

He owed a lot of money
all over town,

and I paid his debts.

He created mess,
and I cleaned it up.

- Why?
- Because I was young.

* *

- I just can't imagine
you putting up

with no man's bullshit.

Sorry.

- That's because I changed.
I changed once I had you.

I mean, it was like Lou's spell
had been broken, and...

You became my world.

And that's why he ran off,

baby, because...
he couldn't use me anymore.

[seagulls calling]

[laughter, chatter]

[falsetto R&B music]

- 'Sup?

- So...I'm very sorry
that I went off on you.

That wasn't cool.
I apologize.

- Well, I appreciate that,

but I would much rather hear,
like,

"Jazz, you were right."

- What about, "Jazz,
you're a pain in the ass"?

But no, you were right.
- Okay.

- I haven't told my parents
yet,

but I told Kylo to fuck off,
and I quit the house.

- Mmm! I bet it felt good
to stand up to Fuckboi 5000.

- It really did.
It really did.

But now I'm in a situation
where I'm staying at a hotel

until I find my new place,

and I owe Kylo $50,000
for breaking the contract.

- 50 Gs?

You got that type of bread?

- I'm gonna figure
something out.

- I know you will.
You always do.

And you fine like Chloe Bailey.

Have mercy.

- Hey, girl.
- Hey, Vy.

- How you doing?

Carlton, so what'd
you get him?

- Um...

Ankle weights.
- Mm.

- It's for his vertical.

He's been saying that he wants
to get his bunnies up

so he can catch more bodies
on fast breaks.

- Okay.

- I--I don't know
what it means, but...

- It's very thoughtful.

I don't know
if Will told you this,

but when he was
about five or six,

he used to beg me
to give him a brother.

- That's funny.

I remember,
after Ashley was born,

I used to beg my parents
for a brother too.

- And now you both have gotten
what you wanted,

and the universe
is doing its thing.

- I guess so.

[mellow R&B playing]

* *

- Yo, Ma,
I want you to meet someone.

This is Lisa.

- Hi.
- Lisa.

Come on in here.

Give me a hug.

- It's such a pleasure
to meet you, Mrs. Smith.

And I've heard
such great things from Will.

- Same.
So tell me this.

Is my boy treating you
like a gentleman should?

- Mm-hmm.

Well, you know I wouldn't be
with him if he didn't.

- Okay, see?
I like her.

She's not afraid
to speak her mind,

and that is exactly
what you need in a young woman.

'Cause, see,
he gets wild ideas.

Every now and then, you know,

you just gotta tell him to go
and sit down somewhere.

- What you doin'?
[all laugh]

- Unfortunately,
dinner's gonna be delayed.

Phil is caught up
in the 101 traffic.

- Wait, where's the food
coming from?

- Roscoe's.
- Damn!

It's my favorite.
It's really good.

- In that case, we might
as well get it cracking

with the gift opening, huh?
Let's crack open these gifts.

- But maybe we should wait
until after dinner.

- Of course you can open
your gifts, baby.

Here. Start with mine.
Yup, yup. Your mama.

- Okay. What you say?
What you write?

"My baby boy, my son,"
'cause you...

both: Shine like one.
- Yeah.

* *

- Ma. Wow.
Wow.

Yo, this is beautiful.

I've never seen
this one before.

This is great.
Thanks, Ma.

- You're welcome.
- It's great.

Hey, yo, Aunt Viv,
you--you took this picture?

- Oh, no, that was taken
before I came.

- Oh, okay.

So--so, Ma, who too--
who took this picture?

- You know, you wanna
open up mine next?

- Yeah.
Yeah, I'll open it up.

Where do I start?
[laughing]

All right. Ha ha.

Oh, see?

I think I know what this is.
Let's see.

Whoo!
Ooh. Wow.

Yo, these are the--
the limitedlimited editions.

Whoo! Whoo! Thank you.
Oh, my God.

What?
- Oh, of course.

- Where'd y'all get these from?
Thank you.

- Hold up, hold up,
hold up, hold up.

I gotta--I gotta test these.
I gotta test these.

"For a brother,"
signed by Jordan.

Yo, the GOAT
blessed these, bro.

- Is that what that is?
- Oh my God.

- That is wild.

- How much do signed Jordans
cost these days?

- Vy, I swear I didn't know

the shoes Phil bought
were so expensive.

- Just couldn't let me have
this moment, could you?

- For once, please do not
make this about our issues.

Will is happy with his gift.
That's all that matters.

Let's drop it.

- Not when you throw your money
around

to disrespect me
in front of my child.

I just don't understand you,
how you got like this.

- Like what?
Being successful?

'Cause that's
what you're mad about.

Because more of my dreams
came true,

so now you gotta cut me down
whenever you get a chance?

- Girl, your dreams came true
because Mama supported you,

Because I supported you,
and then Phil supported you.

You didn't climb no mountain.
You were carried.

And what I gave to you
and now to Will--

it ain't flashy or dramatic
enough to be remembered

or even given credit for.

- [under breath]
I am not trying to

outshine you or deny credit.

[shouting]
God, I am not your enemy!

But you just got it fixed
in your mind

that that's what I am.

- You know what's clear?

What's clear is that before--
before this fancy house,

I was the one who helped you
find your voice as an artist.

When you needed materials,
I bought them for you.

I helped you move to LA,
and I paid your bills.

And the second
you didn't need me,

you just--you erased me.

You erased me from your life.

[melancholy music]

And you want my son
to do the same thing.

* *

- Sorry, dawg.

- It's always been
this way with her.

The more I get,
the happier I am,

the more resentful she becomes.

- Mom, take a deep breath.

- I'm just so sorry
you even had to witness that.

- Auntie Vy said
a lot of hurtful things.

- Awful things.

- Have you ever stopped
to ask yourself why?

Maybe, underneath
all of that...anger,

she's just hurt.
- What?

Vy is made of steel.

Vy put herself through college.

Vy raised Will on her own.

Vy...took care of Mom
on her own.

She's just been
doing everything.

- Yeah.

And that's just
a heavy expectation

to put on someone,
don't you think?

- And I've been doing this
to her her whole life.

- Mom, I think that, uh,
you and your sister

need to have a talk, you know,

without all the insults,
of course.

- [small laugh, sniffles]

- So when did you get so wise?

- Uh, I think it was the
hundredth time you told me

to make it work with Will

because we're family.

* *

- I didn't mean to ruin
your party like that, son.

I really didn't.

- Ma, you do know that
there's no way in hell anyone

could ever erase you
from my life, ever.

- Thank you, baby.

In my mind, I had planned
this wonderful trip

to celebrate your birthday,

and your Aunt Viv
just got under my skin.

- Look, I love you, Ma,

but you can't put that
all on Aunt Viv,

'cause you was throwing
some low blows in there too.

- Only when I was trying
to defend myself.

You know, she crossed
the line first.

- Hmm.
So what?

You out here
waiting for an apology?

- I guess this is the part
where you tell me

I should be the bigger person.

- I mean, it's good advice.

- Will, do you mind

if I speak to my sister alone
for a moment?

- Make me proud.

- I--
- You were right.

I haven't always acknowledged
how much I received

and relied upon you and Mama.

I've been unfair
to both of you.

I mean...

you were always the strong one
looking out for me, and...

I'm so sorry
for seeing past that.

Can you ever forgive me?

- Yes, of course.
You're my sister.

[small laugh]

Besides, I can't pin
all my disappointments on you.

I made my choices,
and one of them was Lou.

I'm sorry
I didn't listen to you.

I'm sorry that I held it
against you all these years.

You were right about him.

- Believe me, I wish I wasn't.
- Me too.

But he did give me a gift that
I will always be thankful for.

- Will.
- He is something special.

- Yeah.
He's a fine young man.

And that is why I've decided

not to do anything
to tamper with that.

- So we're gonna wait
to tell him about Lou...

- Yeah.
Maybe down the road.

- I love you, Viv.

- I know.
- [chuckling]

- Girl, I love you too.
Come on.

* *

- Look, after seeing
our moms today,

I can honestly say
I have no intention

of having a decades-long grudge
with you, Will.

- Me either.

But I don't know
how we can move forward

if you can't accept the fact
that I'm with Lisa now.

- All right.

This isn't just
about Lisa, all right?

You coming here sent me
into a spiral.

I was already having
a rough time at school

getting good grades

and leading my lacrosse team
to state championships.

And my parents need me to be
basically fucking perfect,

all right?
It's exhausting.

And you just show up
and hook up with my ex.

- So me being with Lisa

is the straw
that broke the camel's back?

- Exactly.

You just strolled up in here,
and my parents loved you.

The girls at school pretty much
couldn't get enough of you.

And it's like, everything that
I had to work really hard for,

you just had
without even trying.

- I hear you.

So basically,
what you're saying is,

you're a hater?

Yo, yo, I'm playing.
I am joking.

And I feel you.
I get you, sort of.

But I guess, I mean,
my only question is,

moving forward,

do you still have a problem
with me being with Lisa?

'Cause I can't be looking
over my shoulder

every five seconds, bro.

- I mean, look, um...

[sighs]

honestly, it hurts,
but me and Lisa are over.

We have been for a while,
and...

and who she dates next
is none of my business.

Just promise me
you won't hurt her, okay?

She got enough of that from me.

- You have my word.

[soft music]

* *

For real.

[edgy music]

* *

- Yo, G.

I need you to do me a favor.

A huge one.

- [laughs]
Them ones, yeah?

All right. How huge?

- You think you could
look into my pops?

- Huh.

You're right.
That is a huge ask.

- I know. I know.

But I'm just trying
to figure out

where he went after he left me.

You know why, where he's at.

I don't know.
Something, man.

- Look, I'm not sure there are
satisfactory answers

to the questions
concerning why, you know?

People's motives
are difficult to pin down.

[Ebony Tusks "Schuyler"]

But as to where
your father is now...

* *

- * Rebel yet appointed *

- I'll do what I can
to find out for you.

- * What's your name
and where you from *

* And where you headed
half a block from home *

- Hey, man.
Thank you, G.

- Don't thank me yet.
Wait to see if I deliver first.

- Yeah, man. I know you will.

007.

- * Ample reinforcements *

* Attributes you
never knew applied to you *

* Until you fit a portrait *

* Vague enough for you
to fade away behind a badge *

* And brittle motive,
rebel put on notice *

* Hands up in the air
as if you ever doubted *

* Not another word, we got you
and your man surrounded *

* This is what it is
and you can never stop us *

* Catch us riding circles
'round your hood *

* I'm 'bout to tear
your block up *

* Block up, block up,
show me where the cash is at *

* Hey, 'cause once
you disappear *

* Ain't no comin' back *

* That's just the way it is *

* And you can never
stop us, catch us *

* Ridin' circles
round your hood *

* I'ma 'bout to tear
your block up *

* This leper colony
is bogus *

* Little boys
that never grow up *

* Disembodied
from the floor up *

* Sneaker game
a bit atrocious *

* Pants that sag
a little lower *

* Honor roll
at every quarter *

* A pickup game
to hit a floater *

* Your mother call you in
for supper *

* Gobble up a double portion *

* Eat enough
to feed an army *

* But lil' man
is not a soldier *

* Mix the sodium
and the sulfur *

* You're Marie Curie
with the soda *

* Got night employment
in the summer *

* You save enough to cop
a suit and tie *

* For winter formal *

* Scoop a date up,
now we rollin' *

* '07 Toyota Corolla *

* That Sremmurd bumpin'
got him open *

* Lights and sirens
pulled him over *

* He fish a license
from his wallet *

* A weapon discharged
in his *

* Hands up in the air
as if you ever doubted *

* Hey,
life is but a dream *

* For those
who never counted *