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So, this is it. This will be... little Michael's home.

Uh, we are gonna get that fixed very soon.

Oh, okay. And what's that door over there?

Oh, that's just Michael's bathroom.

- Oh! - All his, yeah.

- Ah, okay! - Your own space.

And Michael, are you excited to move in?

Hm, hm, hm...

Mm-hm?

Yes, I'm very, very happy.

I'm very happy to be here.

Are there other family members I could meet, or...?

No, no...

Yes!

This is my brother. He's in town for a few days.

You couldn't tell me, say,

"I bring white people down me basement"?

And, uh, yeah, Michael, say hi to your uncle.

- Hi, Uncle. - Oh, uncle? Who dis?

This is your future nephew. Hopefully.

Oh, some playa playin' on my basement?

I know mi book de place 'pon StayRover.

- Mi will take care of ya. - What?

- Mi will sort you out. - Yo, eh boy, water no work!

Hole in a ceiling!

- Help me out? - Doorknob 'a pop off!

What kinda StayRover dis, eh?! - He's in theatre.

What kinda fuckery dis, dawg?

Oh, that's one of my favourites!

He always does this one.

Eh, bwoy, eh, likkle red 'kin bwoy.

I want back mi moola. Mi cashin' out.

Mi gone tonight, ya know, dawg? - Yo, that's good!

Soon box off ya bloodclaat face, man.

You're getting really good. You're getting really good.

Nah, mon, basement on...

Yeah, he's, uh, workin' on this Jamaican play.

It's the one-man Jamaican play. You might have heard of it.

It's called One Blood. - No.

Or maybe not, maybe not, yeah.

- That's my uncle. - Yeah!

And Michael, what's your uncle's name?

Anything.

Uncle Michael!

They have the same name! We have a lot of Michaels...

in the family. - Okay...

Come here, son.

♪ Money can't buy me happiness... ♪

Holy fuck, man...

Fuckin' Hassan, bro.

Send a picture to my body shop boy.

Fuck, man.

No, this is actually fucked.

What do you mean? It's your fault.

Bro, you were drivin' the truck. I wasn't even there.

How is it my fault? - What do you mean?

You make me wear de likkle boots.

Now we got a big problem.

Bro, my dad's literally gonna swing on us, man.

We may have to fuckin' crunch him.

"We"? Dawg, I didn't do shit.

And Hassan's more your boy than my boy.

Hassan's more your boy than my boy!

What are you talkin' about?

How's he more my boy than your boy?

'Cause you're his boss.

Hassan, whose boy are you more, my boy or Eric's boy?

- Eric's boy, still. - There you go!

This is actually fucked.

Well, my body shop boy can get this fixed quick times,

and you boys figure out how to dice up the invoice.

- Oh, fuck, 2 racks. - Two racks?

- One each. Perfect math. - Nah, that's your 2 racks, bro.

I have nothin' to do with this, man, straight.

- Oh, fuck, bitch, 30 racks! - Oh!

How the fuck did we go from 2 to 30?

- Fuck! - No, we just got 30 racks.

- Huh? - Oh, shit!

- We just got 30 racks! - We got 30 racks?

- What do you mean by "we"? - What do you mean, we?

- We like me. - So--

We, like the team, we the business got 30 racks.

Oh, dawg, so what the fuck?

Hug this, minus the 2, that's 28 racks.

You're fine.

Alright, look, bet-- I'll cover this shit for now.

We get it fixed before Dad comes back.

You swing me 5 brown boys,

you swing me 5 brown boys, call it even.

- What? - Ah, thank you!

I'm not swinging you 5 bills, bro.

That's his 5 bills.

You swing him a rack, I swing zero.

Yo, Hassan, talk to your boy.

This guy's not my boy, you're my boy.

- Yeah, this is why we're boys. - Yeah, man.

I told you guys you were more boys than me.

No, I need 5 brown boys from you, for real.

Fuckin' hell, bro.

That's your bro. That's your bro.

Come on, you had three days to fix it.

Come on, two and a half. - Now, listen to me,

I realize you hear me, but you not listenin' to me.

When it finish, I'll call yuh.

Everett?

Oh, shit, Dad, why are you-- why are you back?

What, mi can't come back in mi country?

Nah, I just thought you'd be gone for longer.

We need to talk.

How 'bout dis. Wha' happen to you?

Look, I already know what you're about to say.

Who-- who told you?

- Told me what? - What were you gonna say?

- You tell me. - I sellin' de car.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Oh, shit.

Yeah, this is the new one.

- Oh, shit! What?! - Yeah.

And can you believe this friggin' guy

don't want me see my own car?

So, I's a trying man, right?

Ya cannot eat food before de food finish cook.

When we done, you will see it.

Yeah, but I need pictures

so I can put it up on Frigslist.

But ya cannot just show up at my business place--

Listen to the man, bro. The man's at work.

Yeah, at work. Go with your son.

You see what I talkin' about, Everett?

Yeah. Just-- you showed up early, right?

How much can you blame him? Yo.

You owe me!

But how he's gonna hold de car for, man?

You showed up early.

Oh, man, can't understand.

Nah, man. Come on.

Yo, Dad, I was actually hoping you'd be down to work with us

on the Grand Marlow since you used to work there,

you're here, you know, go out--

I just came back from a vacation, man!

Yeah, but you know, stretch the legs, get some exercise.

You know what?

It might be good to see Pauline Jones,

if she's still workin' there. - Your old work wifey?

Man, here, hold that, hold that.

- Morning, Dad. - Hey, son.

- Morning, Mr. Saunders. - You alright?

Yo, Dad's comin' out to work with us.

- Really? - Yeah, yeah, he's comin' out.

- Time to do some real work! - Yeah, 'bout time.

Everett?

What's up wit dat? - What?

So, the man gets a full suit?

What the fuck is goin' on here, reverse nepotism? Look--

Full suit, full suit, full suit.

But you have nice pants.

Yeah.

Oh yeah, what the fuck? Aren't you engaged?

Aren't you, like, a husband or a fiancé now?

Congratulations.

Mi change mi mind!

- Hmm? - Mi change mi mind!

So, you and Ricky's mom, you guys are done?

Nah, ah mi baby dat, man!

But, you know, what you need the wedding ring for, man?

Material things, you don't need dat.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

So, you're just gonna have a girlfriend at 55 years old?

Are you gonna have a girlfriend at 31?

Shit, nah, I got dumped a couple months back.

Hey, guys.

I, um, want you to finally meet my boyfriend, Chrisss.

- Yes, yes. Manners and respect. - Weren't you in my basement?

Hey, yo... what was he doin' in your basement?

Are you renting their basement?

Mi find a place 'pon StayRover.

Him basement? Frowzy. Stink! Brawly!

Mi get a bed bug 'pon mi batty!

All type a'ting! - Ugh!

So me leave likkle early and I'm hopin'

you can help us wit what we come to talk about.

What?

My boyfriend needs a job, Everett.

Mm-hm!

Carla, man, why you puttin' me on the spot like this?

We're good on guys.

Ev, boy, I know you say ya gon take care a'me!

Yeah, what'd you say to that?

Soon box off ya face!

- Ah-- - We're good, man, sorry.

We're the exact opposite of good.

No, we are good. We hired Naveed. He's comin' in.

Naveed?!

Ah, wah di pussyclot, man!

That man needs the work.

Everett...

Chrisss needs the work.

Carla, man...

Alright, bet, what's your T-shirt size?

- Large. - Don't have that.

Mi backside, man!

Dawg, that's how you're actin' in the interview?

Go suck yuh motha.

Dawg, that's how you're actin' in your interview?

- Suck ya mumma. - We only have mediums.

Um... just wanna say sorry to you guys.

For the barrels. - Him fuck up de barrel?

I don't know if Carla--

- Are you frig up mi food? - She didn't? Okay.

My bad.

No way, bro.

This guy cancelled the trip and left a dutty review, man!

Yo, delete dat.

Bro, we can't even delete dat. We gotta eat dat.

Review's on your page forever, bro.

'Kay, but no man's readin' dat.

What, you just go eat at a burger spot

and don't read the review?

Every man's readin' the review, bro.

It's the first thing you're gonna see.

Man's have holes in the ceiling, uninvited guests.

Then they zoinked back the 3 bills?

Are you blem?

Bro, what's this next lady sayin'?

Bro, this girl got her whole trip refunded, man!

Broski, lemme see dat.

Yo, easy how you zoink my laptop, cro.

You think I'm blind? I'm readin' it!

They're sayin' the account is about to be terminated!

Who's the Terminator? I didn't even read dat!

Let's lock it in!

Yo, real talk, real talk.

Yo, let's lock it in, for real.

Alright, real talk, though. Alright, real talk!

A weird morning, but good day.

Thanks to Eric, we got the Grand Marlow barbecue job.

Big up yourself, yout'!

Good job.

Alright, Marcus. Transparently, these mothafuckas are payin',

so today's about puttin' on a great show

and hopefully locking down a long-term contract.

Who's the new guy?

My uncle, Mikey.

Ah-ah! What?!

And then this guy over here-- you know!

This guy's my father.

I am not your father.

Listen to this guy!

You're not my father! Ooh, Darth Vader!

Sorry, guys. Um, this is my man, Chrisss.

Three S! Chrisss, three S. Yes.

Chris is here for the day.

Chrisss !

And we'll talk, Everett. No worry yourself, mon.

It's Chrissss' last day, alright?

But the real news here is-- Michael is my son.

- Ah! - He's your son?

Yeah, man, I adopted him. Unofficially.

But it's pretty official. The interview went great.

Brother, how old are you?

Almost 28.

Yeah, that's the-- that's the thing.

If anybody ever asks, this nigga's 16 years old.

Welcome to the family, man!

It's me and you now.

Ricky, our dad didn't propose, man, so yeah,

you're just our boy.

Ah.

Okay.

Ah, this is wild.

Nah, honestly, Doug, it's what you said

in the hospital that really inspired me, talkin' about

makin' it work with your boy and shit, man.

It really-- that was real shit.

Buddy, I was high as shit!

Yo, Dad, you mind drivin' the truck today?

I'm the most experienced driver, anyways!

Yo, watch and learn, my youth!

Top driver, top driver. There you go.

Alright, let's smash the shit out this fuckin' job

and blow the doors off the Grand Marlow, alright?

Elevate!

♪ Money can't buy me happiness ♪

♪ But I'm happinest when I can buy what I want ♪

♪ Any time that I want, get high when I want ♪

Yeah!

My yout', gimme some space to man, you're putting away--

Yeeow!

- Oh my God. - Holy, Dad.

Yo, you really fucked this up, man.

Who the fuck parks a car here?

- Fuckin' Shamez. - Shamez, man.

Shamez.

But honestly, Dad, at the end of the day, like, all this

is just material. - Yeah.

There's more to life than--

Ah, fuck all that, man!

I was just about to sell this shit!

No, look, we can't change history, Mr. Saunders.

- Your foot is heavy, you know? - Yeah.

And that's how you ended up doin' all of this.

But at the end of the day, we're all safe.

We're all good.

Yeah, we're safe. Thank God we're safe!

Thank God, and that's all that matters, no?

Let's get the fuck outta here, then.

Yeah.

Everett, what happen? What's going on?

Just wrap yourself in a moving blanket!

♪ Money can't buy me happiness ♪

♪ But I'm happiest when I can buy what I want ♪

♪ Any time that I want, get high when I want ♪

Let's get this fuckin' bread. What up, Trish?

Uh, good day, sir.

- "Good day, sir"? - It's the big leagues, bitch.

Okay? Get your shit together.

Okay, sorry I don't have my fuckin' blazer dress on.

- Okay. - Gentlemen!

You guys drink water?

Uh, I don't want them pissin' too much and shit.

So, the Grand Marlow Safety Committee

flagged that the incline of these stairs is, uh,

kind of hazardous.

Especially when you're carrying heavy loads,

which is anything above, like, 50 pounds.

Which is why they have disassembled

all of the wood-fire ovens into their individual bricks,

and they've requested that you please

only carry five at a time.

Five bricks is kinda... light. Right?

Yeah, five bricks is like 500 trips

up and down the stairs.

Fuck all that shit.

Doug? What's up with you?

Huh? What?

Boss, I cannot do 500 steps now. Look at me.

- Michael! - What's wrong with him?

We'll deal with it. It's fine.

He's strong, he's strong. - He doesn't look strong.

No, I very strong guy. I very strong.

Yeah, no, we're good to go.

We can literally handle way more than five bricks.

Well, your safety is our priority.

- Thank you. - So take all the time you need.

Thank you.

Hurry the fuck up, okay?

I just gotta say that so I don't get fuckin' sued.

Get it together. Let's go.

So, take our time but hurry the fuck up?

Alright, guys, you heard her.

Dibs on propane.

♪ I tried it, I couldn't find it ♪

♪ Now I just wanna get back to me ♪

♪ Oh, baby, ooh-ooh... ♪

♪ Back into the man I used to be ♪

Here. Take this.

Hey, Trisha? - Hi.

You ever meet Pauline on your job?

No, I don't think so.

- No? - No.

She been here for years. Tall, always loud.

Oh!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Pauline Jones with the dog, right?

- Yeah! - Yeah.

Yeah, she's no longer with us.

Ah, she got fired?

- No, she moved on. - She quit?

No, Pauline-- Pauline died.

She died?!

Yeah.

I'm sorry, I gotta get on this call.

Uh, go for Trish?

Hi...

Pauline died.

Yeah, she's no longer with us .

Good shit, good shit. Yo, rip chairs!

- Huh? - Let's rip the chairs, then.

Bring 'em up!

Yeah, yeah.

What the fuck's good with my dad?

What's up with your dad, man?

He has Alzheimer's or some shit.

Yo, Dad, I know you're busy standin' here doin' nothing,

but we have 100 milk crates full of bricks we gotta bring up.

Pauline died, you know?

Oh, shit.

So young, too.

How old was she?

55!

That's damn young. Young.

You know, the last time she text me was in 2018.

Look... "I gave my dog a necklace."

And I never replied!

Alright, well, if you wanna just jump back into it...

Uh... you sure you doin' what you love, Everett?

I would love to get back to work right now,

'cause we got way more shit down there we gotta bring up.

But yeah, we gotta get goin', man, seriously.

I'm sorry.

You got an extra pair of gloves?

Uh, I got extras in the truck, yeah.

Take these. Take these. Alright, you good?

Guys, I'll be back. Need to get my gloves and shit.

Yeah, yeah, no problem.

Yeah...

So, how many of those macaroni barrels

she send you, Uncle Mike?

Mi buss up one wit mi family.

She send her next three.

Nyam one, I save two.

Holy, so that's why Carla had me send, like,

five more for you?

Yuh gwan understand when you get a nice, thicc, healthy,

clean-skin, bow-leg, good ear... white gyal.

Y'alright, yout'.

No worry yuhself. Take this now.

What you mean?

I had a Greek ting.

- Ah, you ? - Yeah!

She bought me a PS3 one time, so what you mean?

Dat's nuh nuthin', my bro!

One time, me have three gals send me three PS3.

So, you got three PS3s?

Man, ya idiot, ya know?

Nine! Three PS3 each!

So you just finessing these tings, just boopsin' all, huh?

I not finesse dat, my bro.

Mi love foreign girl, yuh know?

And foreign girl love mi, yuh know?

But why she send you so much macaroni and cheese?

I don't get that part.

Wah him say?

Yo, listen here, goofy.

I'm not comin' off dis phone

till you beans swing me my beans!

Straight goods!

Straight goods.

Sir, there's a hole in the ceiling ,

your doorknob popped off, and you have no running water .

What do you expect me to do--

She still spent de week, though, no?!

Yo, cro, why you yellin', bro?

Time to chill!

Also, your listing wasn't as described ,

so StayRover went ahead and reversed the charge .

How's that work? You the judge?!

You saw in the agreement, StayRover--

Yo, I'm not readin' that shit!

You're done, you're finished, you're done !

Yo, this guy's cheesin' me, man!

Almost lost my fuckin' ring, B!

Yo...

Hold on, dat's my phone?

It's bless, fam. Go get dat.

Bro, what you throwin' my phone for, cro?

Man's about to lose money! You're talkin' crazy, fam!

And you're just gonna dash my phone?

I'm losin'-- alright.

Broski, lemme call dese guys again.

- Actually, swing your phone? - Broski, how you mean? For what?

Swing your phone. No, I just wanna call my mom.

For what?

Tycs, how you feel right now? Fam!

I regretted it as soon as I did it, cro!

Hello?

Yo?

Broski.

And I'm always in the area .

Oh, fuck, bro. Come on, dawg.

It's a blessing to see you again.

Just know that it's not so blessed to see me again.

Bro, I'm not gonna lie, dawg, I ain't come to work

to hear riddles today, man.

It's not even about hearing me. That's the crazy part.

It's about you feeling me.

Look, man, this job was just a one-off thing.

Trisha gave it to us 'cause the usual guys have a conflict.

- Brother, we are the usual guys! - What?

And the only conflict here, the conflict

that's arising right now,

is you guys tryin' to eat our food, steal our contracts.

So, I don't really care whether it's you or your pops,

you guys wanna eat a man's food, you guys are gonna have

to accept a dinner and drinks invite with the Omerta gang.

You understand what I'm saying?

And what does my dad have to do with this?

The man's upstairs working like the rest of us.

- Holy! - What?

All the fancy contracts and you got--

you still have your OG clockin' in upstairs?

The man is pushin' paperwork?

- Bro-- - If I woulda known that,

I woulda brought a whole next guy for him, too.

- What do you mean? - What's this "guy" thing?

What-- what does that mean?

Brother...

A guy...

These guys are killing it.

Yeah, they're goin'.

What the fuck-- Is going on?

Tiana, did you double-book? - Uh, I don't know.

Yo, Trish!

There's my girl!

Trish, what are these bums doing on my site?

Zlad, you're off the job.

And you won't be on any fucking jobs in the future.

What the fuck... do you mean?

Zlad, relax.

You're just gonna bail on me without saying anything?

I emailed you.

Email? You don't email me!

Don't email me, Trish.

Just call me! Just call me! It's literally so simple.

I promise you, you do not wanna fucking do this right now.

Do what? What did I do? Tell me! Tell me?

- Oh... - You don't wanna tell me?

You don't wanna tell me? Alright, have it your way.

I don't give a fuck.

Come on, just tell me. Just tell me!

Tell me! Tell me, please!

Come on, Trish, why don't you just tell me?

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!

Why don't you tell me? Tell me! Fuck!

Tell me what I did! Tell me!

Tiana, can you show him the video?

'I got guys on flightsn' ctakin' off from Guy-Guy-Zee...

- Fuck. - Y'know what I'm sayin'?

Move this here, stand here .

Standing there with those beady eyes .

It's like shut the fuck up and grab a box yourself, bitch !

I, uh... I didn't say that!

Eric, you double-headed snake!

Just motion. No emotion.

Hold dat!

Ah! Ugh!

You're shit outta luck, kid!

Where the fuck's your boss, huh?

I have assistants.

If I send 'em out, they're goin' to get a guy tea latte.

Y'know what I'm sayin'?

I'm drinkin' so much I'm gettin' guy-abetes.

I don't think you understand what I'm sayin'.

I don't. I don't!

What I'm not feelin' is you schmoozin' our clients.

Dawg, what clients? Who am I schmoozing?

- Aw, come on. - I don't schmooze.

You think I don't know?

The fancy dinners at Nona Ponte with all our contacts, eh?

You think I don't know?

Me, fancy?

Bro-- you got the wrong fuckin' guy.

- Oh, yeah? - That's what's goin' on here.

- I know, I know. - It's not me.

Who you think I am is not me. - I know, I know, I know.

I heard that one before. I heard that one before.

No, dawg, literally, I... I don't know what you're saying.

Since the first time we talked.

So you're gonna stand here right now and tell me

that you're not the guy that lives in a condo

at Yonge and Bloor DT? You're not that guy, right?

Yes. That's exactly what's happening here, bro.

I live in a tiny fuckin' house my auntie left me

and my brother. - What?

Yo, you're-- you're gonna stand here, grown man,

grown man business, and tell me that you're not the guy

whippin' around in the black pickup truck?

Is that what you're tellin' me right now?

Yes, bro! I drive a beater from 2007.

It's burnt orange, alright?

I dunno who you think I am, bro, but, bro,

I'm just a man tryin' to stay afloat.

"Just a man tryin' to stay afloat," eh?

Yeah, bro.

You know what's funny about dat?

Aluminum... floats!

You swing that to the right on a man,

you'll sink a man to the bottom of the ship.

You feel what I'm sayin', Z-Money?

Who the fuck is Z-Money?

Yo, so you thought that shit was funny upstairs, eh?

This guy...

What the fuck is Omerta doin' here?

Okay, this is the guy my guys are lookin' for.

Bruh, I do not look like this nigga!

No, that's facts, though.

Man looks like a hookah man.

Bro, he's very, uh, racially ambiguous, bro.

Who knows what he is.

Why the fuck is nobody answering me?

What the fuck is Omerta doing here?!

Come here, come here! Come, come. Come take a walk.

We can have a talk. We can walk and talk...

about what I'm doin' here.

And then we can talk about what you're doin' here.

What, am I supposed to be scared?

Scared of this?

That's jokes! That's actually jokes.

Oh, you dropped your glove.

He's a bean.

There's your glove.

Talkin' about drop dis and drop dat.

Brother, you wanna get dropped?

What, are you gonna hit me with the folder holder?

You're not gonna touch me, bro.

I'll dodge that, like this.

Broski, hold dis for me?

Took judo for 15 years--

What the fuck?

Oh, fuck, dude! What the fuck?!

Lennox?

Hey, Trish. What's up?

What are you doing here?

- I'm off the clock. - Yeah...

I'm off the clock. I was just having a little think tank

with my brother, right? - Mm-hm...

Talking expansion and whatnot.

Phenomenal blazer dress, by the way.

You're obviously serving.

It's a 12 out of 10.

Best project manager in the city.

Oh, absolutely.

Oh, fuck!

What the fuck happened to you?

Um...

I-- I fell. I fell.

Okay.

Ya know... it feel good to be back at work.

Yeah, I'm sure it felt good for you.

You didn't drop one piece of sweat.

Suit still clean.

Look, you know, I'm not working with you guys, you know?

I'm working for you.

Yeah, I didn't get that either today.

No, honestly, though, it really was nice

to get you back on the floor with the working class.

You know what I mean?

You think the three of us could ever have something here?

Like you come back work with us?

I thought you cashed out the game.

Well, you know, it's like... I can help out

with the operations around the office, you know?

Mi not get any younger.

- We'll talk. - Alright.

We'll talk!

- Alright! - We'll talk, we'll talk, yeah!

No pay, though. Free service.

- No pay. - We talk.

We talk!

Let's bring the mood of worship, please.

Hold your hand. Hold your hand.

Close your eyes, please. Close your eyes.

Hassan, close your eyes. Ricky, close your eyes, please.

For de Lord!

I want to thank you for everyting in my life!

I want to thank you for Shazam Moving Company!

I want to thank you for Eric and Ricky, my uncles.

- Ah-ah! - And Uncle Marcus, too.

And for Grandpa, I thank you a lot.

Ease up wit de grandpa ting, son.

Wait... you guys are all related?

I want to thank you for Boss Everett.

It's all good, it's all good.

For helping me to become a Canadian

permanent resident, for de generosity of his heart,

for doing dis from the kindness of his heart!

Without no ulterior motive.

Amen to that, brother. Amen to that.

Hold on, den. Hold on, den. Please, please.

Just a prayer for me baby, please. Just a blessing.

Just a likkle blessing.

We thank you for Carla

for bringing Chris to work with us!

Glory! No, he's temporary.

He's temporary.

Okay, he's temporary. Yeah.

Okay, we thank you for him

for coming to work with us temporarily.

Chrisss. Three S, please.

Three S's, okay, we thank you for Chrissssss!

- Hallelujah! - Three S!

We thank you, oh Lord.

Actually, he's gonna be working here

as at least a reserve worker.

Okay, Father, you make him a permanent worker!

Alright, amen, amen.

We got it. We got it.

Yo, yo, yo, likkle man. Hop on de table real quick.

Put up a prayer that we get our StayRover account back.

Hold on, what?

Why you pourin' out for the StayRover account?

Ting got terminated, fam.

For de hole in de ceiling and tings.

Ah, come on, bro, don't tell me 'bout no termination.

Bro, I gave you 6 large! Where's my Gs at?

Father! Oh, Lord!

You will fix de hole in de ceiling!

Amen to dat!

Heavenly Father, you will bless yourself!

You will bless de company!

You will bless everybody!

Alright, yo, the burgers, the burgers, the burgers!

Ah-ah!

Ah, shit!

These are cooked!

What happened to your accent, man?

Relax...

I hear you.

Yo, Ricky, you mind runnin' to the store

and getting more Maple Leaf burgers?

Man... he can go, too.

Right, Marcus? You can go.

Or do I have to tell everybody about the...

Fuck it at this point.

Um... Guys? Guys?

Uh, for anyone who hasn't heard, I lost my Nigerian accent

a long time ago. This is my real voice.

What the fuck? I knew that.

I knew that secret.

You born here all de fuckin' time?

You still Nigerian, dude?

I'll get the burgers, Ricky.

Well, hello, I'm ready for work!

Oh, come on, I mean, bro, the job was this morning.

Bro, we said 5:00 AM,

You told me 5:00 PM, 500%!

No worry yuhself, man. Mi take yuh job already.

It gone. It good.

Oh, my goodnesss.

What the fuck is that?

That's that sketchy-as-fuck investigator!

- Grant man, bai! - Yeah, my name's Grant.

Oh, his name is Grant?

De grant man name Grant?

Yeah, I'm lookin' for Everett Saunders.

Yeah, what?

I gotta be honest with you, brother.

It's not lookin' too good for ya.

Yeah, take a walk, bro.

Michael's our son and the grant's as good as ours.

Sorry?

- The grant? - Yeah?

What grant is this?

Who is Grant? - Him.

No, I'm here about the insurance fraud

and the blown-up van. - Boss?

- Ah, shit. - Boss!

Yeah, I don't know what you're talkin' about,

but lemme holler at ya real quick.

Okay, Everett's finessin' the system. I rate it.

Is that the van you blew up, Ricky?

So you do know what I'm talkin' about!

Alright, which one of you's named Ricky? Who's Ricky?

- I'ma shut the fuck up! - Alright.

What the fuck?

Prick!

He's a father!

You didn't even announce yourself as a cop!

Yeah, I'm not a cop, I'm a private investigator!

Police are on the way.

Guys, it's all good, it's all-- I'm chillin'!

- Everett, what did you do? - We'll talk. We'll talk.

It's all good. I'll catch you up.

Ricky, you're good!

That's Ricky? Alright, how do you spell that?

Is that with an I-E...? I'll just write "Rick."

Yo, Dad, Eric, hold me down. Carla, watch my son.

I'ma be out quick.

Oh, shit, dawg.

Loosen my cuffs.

Man's gonna be movin' furniture in the bin.

Uh...

I-- I got the burgers?

Bust out dem bloodclaat burgers dere, brotha.

♪ Well, to be real wit' you ♪

♪ I been tryna figure what's the deal with you ♪

♪ Girl, I'm tryna catch this 14-hour flight to Abu Dhabi ♪

♪ Baby, and I'm down to stay up in the field with you ♪

♪ Money showers, I been countin' up for hours ♪

♪ "Amiri Denim" on the trousers, ay ♪

♪ The love that we get in the city, it's ours, ay ♪

♪ Ay, this shit here ain't for no cowards, uh ♪

♪ Funerals and all the flowers ♪

♪ There ain't no referee for these technical fouls ♪

♪ See, I had to go and just change up the style ♪

♪ Diamonds, VVS every time I smile ♪

♪ I ain't even talk to mama in a while ♪

♪ I been gettin' money ver since a child ♪

♪ So all a nigga know is just stack up thes thousands,

thousands, thousands, thousands, thousands ♪

♪ Told you she ain't yours, she my bitch I just put two ♪

♪ Cuban links on my wrist. ♪