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- I've been sensing that there's someone special,

something going on.

- I found weed mints and a vape pen in Jazzy's pocket.

- She's vaping? - How's that boy from church?

- This isn't a cigarette, this is marijuana.

- We taught her better than that.

- Don't even worry about him, Auntie. I got it.

- You're dating?

- No, ma'am, I'm getting to know him.

- Aww, you're growing up. - [chuckling]

- Uh, whose is that? - Ms. Ella--

- That's not nicotine, this is marijuana.

You know how many kids at that help center

are addicted to these things?

- It's not ours. - Whose is it?

- It's Jasmine's! - What?

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- What?

- This is not a cigarette.

- How do you know?

- I have a nose.

- So you're telling me my baby's smoking weed?

- Well, let's just hope that ain't so.

'Cause we don't want that to be.

- No, this--this--this can't be.

- Where is she?

- She should be here from school by now.

- Well, you need to call her.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, don't call her yet.

See, if you call her then you might spook her.

- That's what I said.

- So when you call her, just be cool.

You gotta be real cool with these young people.

You gotta be real cool. - Just be real chill. Real cool.

- Gotta be real cool.

Gotta chill, chill with these young people.

- Yeah, I got this. - ELLA: Yeah.

- I got it, yeah.

- Okay, well go on, call her. - I'm--I'm calling!

- Be real cool when you call her.

- Yeah.

- Ice.

- Jazz...

Jasmine, hey, where are you?

Oh, okay.

Alright. Bye, baby.

- What did she say? - She's coming up the block.

This is sad.

This is so sad.

- This--this is just not like her at all.

- I know. - Okay, wait a minute.

You don't know that it belongs to her.

- I mean, who is she hanging around

that would make her want do that?

- I don't know. - Well--

- What? - Tell us, Aunt Ella.

- She has a friend. - A what?

- What? - A friend.

- No, what kind of a friend?

I wasn't supposed to tell you.

- Well, then tell us, Aunt Ella.

- She has a boyfriend. - A what?

- And we haven't met him?

- Well, I haven't met him either.

- What is going on?

- Okay.

Jasmine has been hanging out after church,

and I saw her holding hands--

- Holding hands? - With the pastor's son.

- Just holding hands? - Just holding hands.

Just holding hands.

But when I saw them, she let it go.

- Wait, do you think that boy introduced her to this?

- Oh, I hope not.

- I'm not saying anything else. - Right.

'Cause he's the pastor's son so he can't be that bad.

- He should be fine. - He should be okay.

- Yeah. - Right.

- Okay, well he is-- - He is what?

- Hey, everybody.

Mom, Dad, this is Kaleb.

- Whassup?

- Whassup?

- ♪

♪♪

- Hello, everybody. - Hi!

Speak.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Hello. It's good to see you, ma.

- Ma? That would be me.

It's a term of endearment.

- So look, my name is Kaleb, but my stage name is

"The Dark."

AKA Dark 30. - Mm-hmm. Let 'em know.

- [laughs]

- I can't see that. Just stay calm.

- How?

- Well I'm gonna go on home.

And we can talk about all of this later.

- No, no, no.

I'mma need you to stay and pray

that this boy make it out of here alive.

- No, C.J., I'm gonna go on home

before it becomes Dark 30.

What is that? - Hey, uh, hey, yo, ma.

- Yo, son.

- I notice this is your purse.

And I'mma see you at church. [tongue clicking]

That's bars.

- I mean, it was flow, it was flow.

Know what I'm saying?

- [laughing] - KALEB: It just happens.

I don't know. - Oh, this is so good.

I'm gonna go on home. I'll see you all later.

- KALEB: Let me get this for you.

- Look at that, look at that.

Such a gentleman.

- Yes, I'm gentle.

- Oh, yes. I love that.

Thank you so much. Uh-oh.

- What is this?

- [indistinct mumbling]

- ELLA: Y'all taking me too fast.

See you later!

- KALEB: Alright, ma.

Yo, this a nice crib.

Man, y'all got it going on.

You feel me? - Okay, hey, excuse me,

the shoes, the table.

- Oh, my bad.

This is crazy to me. Hey, come on, baby.

- Strong, ain't you?

- You better get him, baby. - Okay. So, um...

- What's up, Mami? - Mami?

Kaleb, how can I put this to you nicely?

- What's up?

- Get your ass out of here.

- What? - Dad.

- Honey. - No.

This boy come in here all disrespectful,

acting like he ain't got no home training,

feet on the furniture.

Get out of here! - Just stay right there.

C.J., can I speak with you in the kitchen?

- There ain't no doors on the kitchen!

They can hear everything you say.

- C.J., in the kitchen we can whisper.

- I ain't about to whisper. I want this boy out of here!

- Kitchen, please!

Please, baby. Kitchen.

- C.J.: The hell is going on?

- I'm sorry, Kaleb.

- We will be right--

- BOTH: [laughs]

- Your dad is hostile.

- Did that boy just said I'm hostile?

- He didn't say anything! He didn't say anything. Baby--

- I need-- - You need to calm down.

- No. I need--I need-- I need my axe.

- For what? - There's a fire.

- Uh-huh. - And I need to put it out.

- With your axe? - Who is that boy?

- Shh. That's Kaleb.

- "The Dark."

- Look...

just bring it down.

Let's not jump to any conclusions.

Let's just go in there and let's talk to her.

- I don't want to talk to him! - Shh, ssh.

I said "talk to her."

- He's standing right next to her!

- Do you remember when my parents first met you?

- What about it?

- How they were mad at you. - Yeah.

- And they didn't like you for me.

- I don't know why. I mean, I was a great guy.

- Yes, yes you were. - Were?

- Now? Like, yes, you are. Okay?

- Yeah, but look--but that kid ain't nothing like me.

- C.J., I really need you to pump the brakes on this one.

- I'm putting him out of here. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't think that's a good idea at all.

- Well, I'm gonna forbid her from seeing him.

- Do you remember what happened

when my parents forbid me to see you?

- Oh, oh damn. You got pregnant. - Uh-huh.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Damn. - Damn.

- Malik was on the way. - Boom.

- So we gonna--we gonna have to be calm and rational.

- Bring that down. - I'mma bring it down.

- And you're gonna fix your face and everything.

- I'mma try. - Thank you.

- But he say one wrong thing.

One more wrong thing. - No, no, no.

- You see that boy put his feet on my couch?

- Malik.

You shouldn't do that.

- I'mma get my axe, baby. - Don't do that. Don't do it.

- I'm gonna chop his ass. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We're gonna go in here and we're gonna talk to him, okay?

Come on, babe!

- Okay, alright. - Alright.

- And I'm bringing my axe. - No, you're not.

I apologize for my husband, Kaleb.

- Don't apologize for me.

- How are you?

- I'm alright. It's cool.

- Yeah, yes, it is.

- Why is he staring at me like that?

- C.J. - Dad.

- Okay, so how long have you two known each other?

- Oh, we've known each other a while, like two weeks.

- About that. It's about that.

And yo, J-Boogie, she the real deal, yo.

- J-Boogie?

- Well, yeah, that's my name for her.

- Yeah, that's me. [laughing] - The arm.

- Oh, my bad. It's your house.

- Jasmine, why didn't you tell us about Kaleb?

- Oh, unh-uh, Dark 30. - Right, right.

- You about to be dead 30.

- Well, we wanted to keep it private.

- Right, yeah, my fans be going crazy.

- Yeah, they be wildin' out.

- Oh, you got fans?

- Oh, yeah, pops.

I'm huge on The Gram.

- Show 'em baby, show 'em, show 'em.

[giggling]

- Boogie, boogie. There you go. - Swipe up, click that.

Bam!

Recognize.

- I know damn well you ain't just throw this phone at me.

- Oh, you looked like you had hands. So--

- You bout to catch some hands in a minute.

- Okay.

He's something.

- Yeah, he's very-- he's very cool.

- Look, babe.

- Yeah. - He's big on The Gram.

- He's huge on The Gram. You see that, right?

- Yes, what is that?

- He's vaping on the page.

- He's vaping on The Gram.

- Blowin' them Os!

[unintelligible]

- Os! [laughing]

- She the real deal, man.

- So-- - So, Jasmine.

- JASMINE: Yes? - Thank you.

- Your mom found this in your pocket.

Is this yours?

- Oh, I was looking for that!

Me and Boogie been hitting this for the last two weeks.

- Uh, okay.

- I'll be right back. - Where are you going?

- Get my axe.

- Babe?

You wanna die?

- Huh?

You wanna hit?

- ♪

- No, no, C.J. We're not doing that.

- Please let me do it. - No, we're not gonna do that.

- No, I need to do it. - We are going to talk to them.

- Oh, I'm gonna talk alright. - No, no. Remember Malik.

- Just keep that-- - Right. Okay.

- Jasmine... - Hmm?

- Have you been using that?

- You know, I was gonna talk to y'all about this.

- You were? - I sure was.

- Good, good.

Then let's talk.

- Okay, but it's a little difficult

with Dad looking at me like that.

- How am I looking?

- Like you finna kill me.

- That's fair.

That girl got a gift, baby.

She's psychic.

- Man, I thought your uncle was crazy,

but this man right here--

- He's psycho. He American Psycho.

- Little Boogie? We can hear you.

- Son, are you high? - What?

- Are you high right now?

- I'm always high, homie. High on life.

- Janine... - Unh-uh.

C.J.

- Baby, you gotta let me. - No, no, no. I can't do that.

- You gotta let me. - I can't do that.

Malik, Malik, Malik, Malik, Malik, Malik, Malik.

- Mom, why do y'all keep bringing up Malik?

- He's your saving grace right now.

- C.J., please. - Your dad is on one.

- Say what?

- JANINE: C.J... - That's it!

- Woo! Dad, Dad, Dad!

- You got old man strength. - Ah!

- JANINE: [shrieking] - Dad!

- Get the door! - I got the door, I got--

[screaming]

- You are not to see that boy again!

- Dad, what's wrong with you?

- What's wrong with you, bringing that boy here?

You will never see that boy again!

- I will. - No, you won't!

- I will! Dad, this is crazy!

- What?

- Great job.

- ♪

- Curtis. - C.J.

Hey, you know what I wish? - What's that?

- I wish you and your family would give us

enough time to miss you.

- I need to talk to you.

- What, about Ella's party?

- No, it's about Jasmine.

- Oh, what is it?

- This is the vape pen and the weed mints

that we found.

- Hmm.

Wow.

- It's actually from a boy at church.

- Those the ones you got to watch out for.

- Yeah, I know.

- And them church girls...

Woo!

Freaks!

Your Aunt Ella was a freak...

with a bible.

You heard me?

- Yeah, I heard you, Curtis.

- Hey, baby. - Uh-huh.

What did you just say? - What did you hear?

Baby, I was just--I was telling C.J. what a peach you were.

Peach--church--

A church peach with a bible.

- How did it go?

- Not good.

- Well, what happened, baby?

- I flew off the handle and threw the boy out.

- That's not what you were supposed to do.

- Nah.

- I don't know where you get that from.

- I mean, it just--it made me so mad, I just--

- You just threw the boy out your house?

Who does that, man?

- Don't mind your uncle.

- I mean, what--what-- what should I do?

The boy made me so mad I wanted to kill him.

- C.J., just go home and talk to your daughter.

- She won't talk to me.

She stormed out the room and slammed the door.

- Stormed out the room? - Wait! What?

What did you say?

She won't talk to you?

- No.

- And she slammed the door in your house?

You need to go talk to her and you need to get this straight.

You heard me?

You go straighten it out!

Or I'm coming over there and I'll straighten it out.

I wish you or Calvin-- either one of y'all,

wish you'd have slammed a door in this house.

Baby, these kids today.

I be locked under jail.

- C.J., go home, talk to your daughter.

You raised her right.

- Okay.

- And if that don't work, call me.

Call me and I'll talk to her.

I'll be over there and I'll straighten it out.

You heard me?

You need-- - You need to stop.

- I'm saying--whatever, baby. - You really need to stop.

- I ain't--I ain't the one with a daughter using a vape pen.

Come on now! Come on now!

Who gonna do that?

These kids put that thing in they body!

Putting stuff on they mouth, they don't even know

where it from.

You don't know who even made the thing!

Got pesticides on it, all kinds of stuff.

- C.J., you come get this mess!

You come get this mess!

You forgot your--C.J., you forgot your "vapenmapen."

"Vapenmapen."

What is that?

Oh, that's cute.

They got the little, they got the thing--

Ooh, oh.

Oh, did that little light come on?

[indistinct mumbling]

[mumbling]

- Make no sense. Ella?

Ella, can you hear me?

Baby.

[muttering]

What's wrong with these kids?

[muttering]

Gonna put metal in your mouth.

How you gonna put metal in your mouth?

Let me just see this thing.

I don't even know what they see in this.

These kids today, look at that.

What just come out?

Does it come out the--

[inhaling]

I--I--I don't get it.

I don't get it.

I don't feel it, I don't taste nothing.

Oh, that's crazy.

Oh, hell.

Is that a rabbit?

- ♪

- Where is she?

- She's upstairs.

Are you calm now?

- Yes.

- You sure?

- Yes.

- Jasmine, come downstairs please.

- Yes?

- Sit, we wanna talk with you.

- Dad too? - Yes.

- Okay. What is it?

- Okay.

Jazzy, we love you.

- Very much.

- And we don't like you doing this.

- Not at all. - Why are you doing it?

- I don't know.

He's been pressuring me to since I met him.

- We, we still talking about vaping, right?

- Yes, Dad.

- Look, I told him no multiple times.

But one night I just decided to try it

and I didn't like it at all.

I didn't like the way it made me feel,

and I was coughing, and I told him

I would never do it again, okay?

- But what if you did like it?

- I don't see how, considering how many kids

are getting sick from vaping.

Look, I don't want to do it. - Okay, go.

- It's terrible for your lungs.

- Good, I'm glad you know that.

- So you don't have to worry about me.

Okay, my friends look up to me, they look to me.

I'm not gonna let them down, or you, or myself.

- Well, that makes me proud.

- I'm glad.

- And...

- I'm sorry. - I'm, I'm, uh...

- Say it. - I'm--I'm ss--sss--sorry.

- What?

- You really gonna make me say it?

- [laughing]

- Huh? - Yes.

- Okay, I'm--I'm s-s-s-sorry for throwing your friend

out of the house.

- My friend?

- He's just your friend. - He's your friend, yes.

- [laughing]

- You pushing it.

- JASMINE: It's okay.

Wait, so does that mean I can see him?

- Well... - Yes. Yes!

- Yes? - Yes.

Yes, Malik.

- Why y'all keep bringing up Malik?

- Don't worry 'bout it.

You can keep seeing him, but you have to bring him

for dinner with me and Pops.

- Pops?

Alright, ma.

- [laughing]

So that means Dad gotta be here?

- Yes.

And with my axe. Chop, chop.

- [laughing] - Ha, ha.

- Alright, fine.

I love y'all.

- We love you too. - Love you, baby.

- I got this, okay? Don't worry.

Now Malik on the other hand though.

- What? What does that mean?

- I'm just saying.

- What? - What's--what's happening?

- Hold up, hold up. Wait, wait, don't just drop--

- JASMINE: See y'all later.

- Don't just drop that and leave.

- JASMINE: Y'all need to talk to that boy, though.

- Jasmine!

What's she talking about with Malik?

What's wrong with my baby?

- You need to go upstairs and talk to her

'cause we got more intel to find out.

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