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- [knocking at front door]

- Mom? Dad?

- Dad's not here.

- Oh, well, where is he?

- He went to the game.

- Oh, uh, okay.

- You gonna say hi to your brother and sister?

- I'm sorry. What's up, twins?

- [laughs] What are you doing here?

- What do you mean?

- You're supposed to be at college.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Um, well, I drove home to talk to you and Dad.

- Okay. All right, well, he'll be back in a little bit.

- Okay. Yeah.

- Oh! I'm so proud of you, you know that?

- Thank you. - No, no, really.

You've been doing great in college.

And...I'm just--I'm just so proud of you.

- Mom, please don't start crying.

- When I was your age, I was out there doing that, you know?

Mm, so much!

And here you are, doing good. Doing good.

'Cause I was out there--bwah! You know?

[laughs]

I mean, you could not believe.

I'm so glad you weren't around to see that.

- Me either.

- I'm so proud of you!

[squeals]

- Mom? - Yes.

- I need to tell you and Dad something.

- Uh, don't give me that look.

That's the look I was giving when I was out there.

When I was out there, shutting it down.

- Mom, please stop.

- Then why are you so serious?

- Uh...it's not.

It's not serious at all.

- Malik? Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm sure.

- What is it? - It's--it's nothing.

I'll just wait for Dad to come home to talk to both of you.

- Oh, no, you need to talk to both of us at the same time?

It's bad.

- Uh...no, no, no, I promise.

- Is anybody hurt?

- No.

- Everybody alive?

- Yeah.

- Is there a police officer involved?

- No!

No, no, no.

- Drugs?

- Mom, no. - Okay.

Do you want me to call your dad? - No, no.

- You sure? - I'm sure. It's--it's fine.

- All right.

Where are you going?

- I'm going to talk to Auntie Ella and Uncle Curtis.

- Oh, it's bad.

She's at church.

- Well, maybe she could pray for me.

- What is it? - MALIK: It's nothing!

It's nothing, I promise you.

Everything's fine. It's all good.

- You want some lunch? - No, no, I'm fine.

I can't eat. [laughs nervously]

- What is it?

- It's nothing.

It's just...don't even worry about it.

- Okay. Hurry back. - All right.

- The hell?

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- What did they say? - My dad's not home yet.

- Oh. Okay.

- Look, Imma go talk to my uncle.

- What am I supposed to do

while you're over there doing all that?

- Can't you just go for a drive

and I'll call you when I get back?

- Who gonna pay for all that gas while I'm just driving around

with nowhere to go?

- It's gonna be all right. I got you on the gas.

I'll call you when I get back, all right?

- Oh, you big ballin' like that?

- [laughs] Girl, you know who you dealin' with.

Uh...so yeah, just go for a ride on 285.

- Okay. Where do you want me to get off?

- When you get to the end.

- Ain't that, like, a full circle?

- Full circle and a half, yeah.

You'll be all right.

- All right, then. I love you.

- I love you, too. - Imma go.

Now, watch me walk away.

- All right, now.

Okay. I'll see you.

Oh, my god, they're gonna kill me.

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- They're gonna kill me.

No, it's gonna be all right. I'm gonna live.

It'll be all right.

Oh, no, they got insurance.

They'll want me dead. They can collect money.

Um...Dad, I need to tell you something.

Dad, Mom, I need to tell you something.

Oh, my gosh, they're really gonna kill me.

Dad, sit your ass down. I need to talk to you.

I can't do that. My ass whooped.

Dad--oh my gosh! - What are you doing?

- You scared the crap out of me.

- No, what are you doing home from school?

- I need to talk to Mom and Dad.

- Oh, everything good?

- Yeah.

- Okay. - No!

- Well, what is it?

- Um... [blubbers]

You know what?

Maybe I should just get a man's opinion.

- What the hell I look like?

- I'm sorry, Cousin Calvin. I know that.

But you're kind of like a man boy.

- Wow.

What the hell is a man boy?

- A--a man who's part boy.

More boy.

- I'm a man. - Uh, sure.

I mean, I'm just calling you that

'cause that's what Uncle Curtis call you.

- Okay, okay. Stop it.

Just stop. - Okay, okay.

Just...

Can I ask you something?

- What is it?

- When you and Tracy had a baby, how was it?

- Oh, bite your tongue. You're going to hell for that.

- I'm--I'm just asking. - You don't ask that.

- I'm--I'm sorry. I just--I just wanna know.

Please.

- Oh, you're bringing back some bad memories.

I'm gonna try to bring this up for you.

I'm gonna close my eyes and think about it.

I'm getting mad as hell. - Oh, no. Be strong.

- I'm trying to be strong, I'm trying.

It ain't working. - [exhales audibly]

- Woosah. - Woosah.

- Woosah. - Woosah.

You ready to tell me? - No.

- Please. Please, can you just tell me?

- It was insane.

- Really?

- Yeah. - Well, how so?

- One thing you don't want is a crazy baby mama.

- Yeah, I know that. - Yeah, don't do it.

That's why we gave you all those condoms when you went to school.

- [chuckles nervously] Yeah.

- You still have 'em?

- Uh...that was years ago.

- Man, that was a lot.

- It was eight in a box.

- Oh, well, I--I can see that being an issue, mm-hmm.

- Yeah, and I wasted five trying to figure out how they work.

- Oh, lord. - Yeah, they're really fragile.

But, uh, look, I got a problem, big dog.

- Wait...is that girl pregnant? - Wait, what girl?

- The one your parents don't like.

- Wait, what?

- Yeah, uh, what--what's her name?

- Lisa. - Lisa!

- You mean they don't like her?

- Oops. Did I say that? - Yeah. You did.

Can--can you tell me?

- Well, last time you brought her home, all hell broke loose.

- Hm.

I did not know that. - Take it from me.

Keep her as far away from your parents as my dad's right hand

is from his left because of his belly.

- That's a whole lot of distance.

Well, why don't they like her?

- Hm, parents hardly ever like the first girlfriend.

Or the second. The third.

[scoffs] The fourth.

You get lucky if they like the fifth.

- I mean, should I just be single, I guess?

- I couldn't do it.

- Well, is that right?

- Yeah.

- Oh, okay.

- Don't do anything that I wouldn't do.

- Okay. - No, you know what?

Scratch that. Do everything that you would do.

- All right. Okay.

- So did I help you? - No, not at all.

- Meh. I tried.

- Hey, where are you going?

- Oh, I'm going to see what your momma cook.

- Auntie Ella's house is across the street.

- Yeah, but Momma's at church and I'm hungry now.

- Hey, Calvin. - Hey. Hey, twins.

- It's in the fridge. I know what you came for.

- Hey, I thought you were gonna go see Uncle Curtis.

- Yeah, um, I was.

Um... - What happened?

- Mom, you and Dad don't like Lisa?

- Who? - Lisa.

- Oh. - MALIK: [laughs nervously]

- Lisa. - Yeah.

You know, Lisa.

- I know Lisa.

- Go on and tell her.

- Oh, s--so you all don't like her?

- Eh. Um, she, well--

- You could tell me. It's okay.

- Um, how can I put this, baby?

Um...

that girl a lot.

- A lot? - Lot.

- What does that mean? - A lot!

- A lot of what?

- [inaudible]

- What--what is that? - A lot of everything.

- All posted on social media.

You know, she has a lot of racy...pictures.

Everything is up and out and pushed, pulled,

and just--it's a lot.

- MALIK: Yeah, okay.

Why do you all check her page?

- What you mean? I check all your pages.

- Remind me to change my page.

- So...why don't y'all like her?

- I wouldn't say we don't, uh...

we don't like her. It's--we just--

- Stop that lying.

You lying. Ooh, you lying.

- Ah, ooh, Calvin. - You lying.

- JANINE: Eat, Calvin!

- It's good.

- It's not that we don't like her.

It's just that we don't like her.

Um... - They don't like her.

- He's not lying.

- Oh, wow. - Sorry?

- [chuckles nervously] It's all good.

- We just think...you could do...better.

- Hm.

- Even a little bit.

One to ten, I'd take, like, a half.

Like a point five of better.

- Oh, okay.

Why don't you tell me how you really feel?

I mean, this isn't hurtful at all.

- It's constructive, right?

- Good chat.

- I'm sorry, baby. I really am.

- [giggles nervously] It's okay.

I'm just devastated. I'm going now.

- Wait, where are you going? - To go find my heart.

It's been crushed on.

- Malik, wait, just--just...

Malik, really.

I am so, so proud of you.

And your dad will be home soon. - MALIK: Okay.

So he can tell me how--how he feels, too?

- So you can tell us whatever this is you wanna say.

- Okay. - I'm so proud of you.

- That ain't gonna last long.

- All right, well, thank you. - Okay!

- Why you lie to that boy?

- I didn't lie. I told the truth.

- Well, you was gentle. - I try.

- What am I gonna do?

They gonna kill me.

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- What you doing?

- Uncle Curtis! - [knocking]

- Uncle Curtis! - He's not here.

- I'm looking right at you!

- Stop looking through my door!

- You don't have any curtains.

- That don't mean you can look through it.

The glass is frosted for a reason.

- Uncle Curtis, why is the door locked?

- 'Cause I don't want you in here.

- Come on, I need to talk to you!

- CURTIS: No. Go home!

- Unc--Uncle Curtis, please!

- Ugh. - I wanna talk to you.

- I don't wanna talk to you. So that's a dilemma.

- Uncle Curtis, please open the door.

Come on!

- CURTIS: No!

Go home.

- ELLA: ♪ Never, never, never

♪ Never, nev-- Aah! - Hey, Ella.

- What are you doing here? Hi!

Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah!

You're supposed to be at college.

- I know. - Why are you here?

- Well, I need to talk to Uncle Curtis.

- Okay, well, go on and talk to him.

- The door's locked.

- Curtis!

- [knocks] - CURITS: Stop.

Please make it stop. What?

- Cur--Curtis, come get this chain off this door!

- Uh, is that boy with you?

- Heh! What boy?

- Malik.

- ELLA: Curtis, yes he is.

- Well, you can't come in either.

- Come on, man! Open this door.

- I don't wanna be bothered.

I'm watching the game.

Man, I thought you were going to church!

- ELLA: Church is over!

You would know that if you came sometime.

- Oh, Ella, please.

- Curtis, come on, now. I'm not playing with you.

- Baby, I love you, but I'm not opening the door, okay?

- Malik, go around the back. - All right.

- Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. - Okay.

- Ugh! Curtis, come on! I wanna take these shoes off.

My feet are hurting!

- Take them off out there on the porch.

They need to air out, anyway.

- Curtis, who are you talking to?

- You! You need to buy some bigger shoes.

- I wear a six.

- [laughs] Stop that lying.

Six. Ain't nothin' about you a six.

- Baby, ain't nothin' about you a six either.

But you swear it is.

- What the hell is that even supposed to mean?

- Curtis, come on, now. You think I'm playing?

- No, baby, I love you, but I'm not opening the door, okay?

I'm not opening the door!

- Ooh, you play too much!

- Hey, send that boy away and I'll open the door.

- Everything I got at church just flew out the well.

Help me, oldest Jesus.

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- Is that all you got? You had it right there!

You had it right there, man!

Come on, now, butter hands!

- You are really something else.

- Why are you in my house? Why are you in my house?

Why are you in my house? - I'm saving your life.

- You wanna play games.

Ha!

- I'm sorry.

- No, no, no, Curtis. Help me, baby, help me.

You really left me out there. - Hey, now, I'm sorry.

- Curtis, no, you're not. No, you are not.

- I am. I am. - You know what? I told you.

I told you my feet hurt. You left me out there.

- I told you to get bigger shoes.

- I don't need no bigger shoes. You just need to open the door.

- [game playing on TV]

- You know what? That's fine. Fine.

Talk to your nephew. - I don't want to talk to him.

- Malik, Malik, talk to him.

- Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Where are you going?

- I'm going to change.

- Okay, okay, that's good. That's good. You go change.

Hurry up and get changed. Get that Sunday dinner made.

- Huh, huh, I'm not cooking.

- We ain't about to go do this, I know.

We ain't goin' through this-- - I'm not cooking.

- Say what? - I'm not cooking.

- What do you mean-- - ELLA: Curtis.

You left me out there, so I'm not cooking.

- Are you kidding me? Huh?

As hard as I work all week, Ella, all week?

- Curtis, stop saying that. You are retired.

You don't work on-- - I still gotta work, Ella.

- On my nerves. On my nerves.

- Baby, you really not gonna cook?

- Baby, you really left me out there?

You really didn't open that door?

- That's 'cause you let this rugrat...

- ELLA: Baby... - MALIK: Just hit me.

I'm sitting right here. I'm sensitive.

- That's the problem-- aggression!

- Malik, go on, talk to your uncle.

- I'm not talking to him.

- Go on, go on.

- Ella, kitchen's that way, baby.

- I know that, Curtis. So go on in there.

And start dinner.

I'm so hungry. I'm hungry, too.

Curtis, I'm going, after I change my clothes.

Go on, Malik, talk to your uncle.

- You gonna--what you say you gonna do, baby?

- Curtis? - CURTIS: What, you gonna do it?

You cooking? Or you're just playing?

- ELLA: Curtis! - You playing just now?

- Curtis, hush up! - CURTIS: I love you, baby!

- ELLA: Leave me alone, baby.

- I love you. You love me, too?

I love you. You love me, too.

- Hey, Uncle Curtis. - [growls]

- Why are you growling? - 'Cause you in my cave.

- This is a living room, not a man cave.

- I'm a bear.

- Right about that, bear.

- I'm trying to watch the game. - Yeah, I know.

And I need to talk to you. - The hell did you turn--

[stutters] I don't want to talk to you again.

- [turns TV on] - [turns TV off]

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- I just need a wise man's opinion.

- Oh.

Well, you sure can't talk to your daddy.

- Yeah, you're right.

- Because he ain't wise.

Your daddy ain't wise. - Okay.

Okay, I get it. - Okay, what is it?

- Well, look--

- Hold that thought. I want to see the touchdown.

- [turns TV on] - I want to see the touchdown.

- [turns TV off] - I wanna see the touchdown.

- I know! But-- - Okay, what is it?

- Uncle Curtis, look, I just need to talk to you, all right?

I just need you to promise that if I tell you,

you won't tell my dad, 'cause he'll have a fit.

- Yeah. Okay.

All right, I promise.

- All right, well-- - What is it?

- Are you listening to me? - All right!

All right, son, I'm listening.

- All right. Well...

I see you.

- [turns TV on] - [stutters]

- If you're listening to me, turn the TV off.

- [turns TV off] - You are so demanding.

- You know what? Never mind.

- You wasted my time.

What is all this? We did all this for that?

- You're not even paying attention!

- I am! - Look at you!

Look what you're doing now! - Hold on. See?

Hold that thought one minute.

It's a touchdown!

I knew they'd get that touchdown!

Give me some!

- You ready to listen now? - [turns TV off]

- All right. All right, man.

Man.

Young man.

What is it, Malik?

- I mean, never mind.

- Don't you do that.

That's what Ella do. - No. No, never mind.

I'm--I'm over it now.

- Okay, stop wasting my time.

- Well, okay. Look, I think Lisa's pregnant.

- That's a good thing.

- What? - The cycle of life.

You know? Girl get pregnant.

Who's Lisa?

- My girlfriend.

- What the he-- - Shh! Shh! Shh!

- CURTIS: [muffled] What the hell?!

- Shh!

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