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* It's about time that they see me winnin' *

* It's about time that they see me winnin' *

* It's about time that they see me winnin' *

* Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh *

* It's about time that they see me winnin' *

* It's about time that they see-- *

Yo, this song is fire!

We're about to hear sirens!

It is! Now we just need to get it out there.

Mm-hmm.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Ta-da!

Do Charlie and I look ready for the Mother-Son Disco Dance

tomorrow night or what?

I can't look directly at you! It's blinding!

Ah, that's better.

That's what they're gonna say at the dance

when they are blinded by our moves.

-Right, Charlie? -Sure.

Let's give them a taste. [giggling]

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Oh, oh, oh.

Point. Point and point.

Oh, steps.

Whoo!

Ooh, ooh.

Whoa!

Whoo!

Yeah!

Yo.

Yes!

Are those the same outfits you've worn every year

since Charlie was six?

With some alterations and more sequins!

A lot more.

Yes! The routine is just as perfect

as the first time we performed it.

And I think we have a great chance to win

Mom and Son Duo this year.

The Coopers aren't coming because their son, Felix

says it's too embarrassing.

Can you believe someone would do that to their mother?

I can... Not.

I'm so excited!

It's my favorite mother-son tradition.

Me too.

Oh! I almost forgot our sparkly hats.

Oh, right. Can't forget those.

We do the same dance in the same outfits every year,

but I feel like I've outgrown it.

Yeah, man. You definitely outgrew this jacket.

[laughing]

Anyway what they was doin'-- Hold on, hold on.

What they was doin', a boom, a boom.

Hold on, hold on, hold on. Put the hands together,

put the hands together.

Oh, same as them.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold on. Go with me.

Ah, ah. Ah, ah. Ah, ah.

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* From the Chi down in ATL Family living well *

* Uncle Myles ain't understand my style *

* Had to show and tell

* Auntie Yaz said I'm good at math *

* I should never fail

* And cousin Becca She a steppa *

* Charlie rollin' with the kid

* Yeah, ah (WHO?)

* You gonna love Young Dylan

* Yeah, ah (WHO?)

* Who gonna love Young Dylan

* Yeah, ah (WHO?)

* Who gonna love Young Dylan

* Yeah, ah (WHO?)

* You gonna love Young Dylan

* Yeah, ah (WHO?)

* Who gonna love Young Dylan

* (You gonna love Young Dylan) Yeah, ah (WHO?) *

* You gonna love Young Dylan

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[screams]

Well, well, well.

What are the chances of running into you here?

In my studio? Pretty good.

Well, I've been thinking about the mother-son dance.

If I don't go, mom can't go.

Unless you go with her instead of me.

No way! I'm not going to that dance

dressed up like a disco ball.

Even my cool points can't afford to take that kind of hit.

But you're always talking about getting your shine on.

There's nothing shinier than this suit.

Bro, you're terrible at manipulation.

That's gonna be a forever no for me.

I didn't want to do this, but you've left me no choice.

Do what?

Remember when grandma made that amazing peach pie

for dad's birthday?

Don't do this.

Then somehow the last piece he was saving

was mysteriously eaten by you!

But I took the fall for you, cousin.

You told me you'd never bring this up!

Because you said you owed me. I believe the words were,

"A favor of any kind, big or small at my choosing."

This is wrong!

So is me being stuck with all those chores.

I had to clean up dog poo in our backyard.

And we don't even have a dog, Dylan!

Look, Charlie, we can talk about this.

Talking is over. All that's left is dancing.

Specifically, you and my mom, instead of me.

This is all on grandma for making that delicious peach pie.

Fine, I'll do it! But we're even.

Yes!

[laughing] I'm a genius.

Wow. Charlie's better at manipulation than I thought.

I've taught him well.

Maybe too well.

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[whistling]

Hello, Rebecca. Hey, guy I don't know.

Hello. Who are you?

Dad, this is Jeremy.

He's one of my classmates. I'm tutoring him in English Lit.

Oh, is that right? Hello, Mr. Wilson, sir.

Your daughter, Rebecca is really smart.

Hmm? Yeah. Yeah, she is. She's very smart. My daughter.

She's very special, my daughter, my one and only daughter.

And now that we've established who she is, who are you?

Dad.

I'm sorry, baby. I have questions.

Like, what's your address?

When are you going back to that address?

Oh.

Okay, little king, let's stretch.

No muscles are getting pulled while we get our dance on.

All right, but my ankles have been feeling

a little weak lately. Oh, there they go again.

I'm not sure you should be dancing, Charlie.

Well, that would be very disappointing.

This is our special night.

And we're some of the best dancers at the event.

-Oh, no. -No, no, no. We can't go.

I'll just let them know we're not coming.

Well, wait, Mama Yaz! I'll go in Charlie's place.

Then you'll get to dance and he'll get to not dance.

-So what do you say? -Dylan, that's very sweet,

but you once said it was cornier than a corn field.

Well, you know, I love spending time with you.

And um, you know, lately I thought I should

-try to be more sparkly. -More sparkly?

Please, Mama Yaz!

The reason why I called it corny was because I was jealous.

Well, I had no idea you felt that way.

I'm sorry we made you feel jealous, Dylan.

Okay, let's go, if it's okay with Charlie.

I mean, I think I can find a way to get over it. This time.

Okay, then great! The dance is still on!

But we have a ton of practicing to do

if we wanna show up and show out, Dylan.

You're going to need to adjust the tux, too,

-so it fits Dylan perfectly. -Great call, Charlie.

Yeah, great call, Charlie.

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So where do you see yourself in 10 years?

Dad, I have to get back to tutoring Jeremy.

Baby, let him answer the question.

Well, uh, 10 years is a long time.

Mm-hmm.

Right now, I'm really focused on passing English Lit.

Oh, and uh, football practice, of course.

Oh, you play football? I used to play football.

-Yeah. -Yeah. Jeremy is a fullback.

I was a fullback. It's a very

-underrated position. -underrated position.

Exactly. Good luck to those half-backs if we're not there

-to create an opening. -to create an opening.

What is happening here?

You know, my family actually moved here

because my dad works for the Falcons.

Is that right? Do you get to go to the games?

Yeah. I mean, of course you get used to the box seats

and hanging out with the players.

[chuckles] I guess you do, huh? Let me ask you something.

-Is your dad-- -Dad!

-Can I speak with you a minute? -Sure.

Now, before you say anything, okay, I was just being a

protective dad, but uh... [laughs]

I gotta say, I like this kid. Yeah, so I approve.

Approve of what?

Uh, this little date.

-Dating? -Mm-hmm.

We're not dating. I'm tutoring him.

You can see the books. Uh, baby, he bought you flowers.

I thought he was just being nice.

Right, but you two are like, hee-hee-hee-hee-hoo-hoo-hoo.

We were just laughing at something in that

Romeo and Juliet play.

Seems that parents have always been a problem.

-So you're not on a date? -No.

I don't think so. Am I?

Well, now I need to find out.

Oh, hey. I have to go. Can we pick this up tomorrow?

-You got it, buddy. -You got it, buddy.

[music]

One, two, three, four, five.

Whoo! Yeah! Left, right, left.

-Oh, stepping. -Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.

-Turn. -Oh, man. The other way.

This is great. Isn't this so fun?

Yeah, sure. Greatest time of my life.

But how about we swag up this 'fit a bit?

Oh, I like that. I'll do mine, too.

Yeah.

Wait. Mom's cool with changing up the routine?

Since when?

And how about here we do this move?

-Hold up. -Ooh, great addition.

-It keeps it fresh. -Yeah.

Keep it fresh? She never let me keep it fresh!

Great job, my little king!

I'm her little king!

Break time. I'll get you some snacks.

Okay.

[laughing] Good job.

Hey, Dylan, it was nice of you to do the dance for me,

but I've been thinking it's not fair to make you do this.

So I'll dance with my mom after all.

Nah, cuz. I owe you.

And Young Dylan always repays his debts.

Unless I'm really low on cash or I just really don't wanna do it.

Consider your debt paid. Stand down!

I wish I could. I'm sorry.

Well, I've done it every year. The people are expecting

to see me, not you. So I'll do it.

I feel you. But don't worry.

When the people expect to see you and they get me,

they'll thank us both.

Why do suddenly want to do it so bad? You hate being sparkly!

Charlie, this is the last thing I want to do.

But, look...

DJ Karanade's hosting the event.

And he has the hottest radio station in town!

And if I can slip him a copy of our label's first single,

he'll definitely play it because Pi'erre Bourne is on the record.

And boom! We get our label's name out there.

We should really come up with a name, though.

Why don't we both go?

Tickets are sold out, so only one of us can go.

Me!

If you don't quit now, I'll make you quit.

You taught me how to manipulate, remember, cousin?

[laughing]

I ain't teach you everything, cousin.

[music]

-Hey, Rebecca. -Hey, Jeremy.

Ready to study, just study like classmates do?

Absolutely. My book's right here.

Great.

Oh. And these are for you.

Oh. Great.

Let's head to the back.

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-All set to rehearse, partner? -Sure am!

Mom, can I help out with rehearsal?

Sure, Charlie.

I think the outfit could use a little something,

so I made this for Dylan.

Aww.

A cane? This all you got? I'll rock the cane.

Wait a minute, 'cause it goes with this.

So cute.

Yeah, I love it.

And I thought of something else that would look so cool.

This!

Aww, is that your capelet, Charlie?

You always look so cute in that. Dylan?

Uh, yeah. I'll rock a capelet, too.

It looks adorable.

Oh, and I got a work call. I'll be right back.

[sighs] You know the difference between me and you, cousin?

I make this cape look good.

That's not true.

Nothing makes this thing look good.

But I don't back down. And I'm going to that dance

and getting my song heard by DJ Karanade.

Hey, Jeremy! Jeremy. Welcome to our home.

Our home is your home, so welcome to your home.

-Dad, what are you doing? -I'm just saying hey to Jeremy.

Did your dad drop you off?

I mean, does he wanna come in for a minute?

No, sir. He had to get to work.

Oh, okay. What does he do, again?

The Atlanta Falcons, that's right.

I almost forgot you get box seats and get to hang out

with the players and stuff.

[coughing] Cut it out!

Who want snacks? Okay.

I got chips. I got pizza rolls. I got football-shaped cookies.

[laughing] Baked them myself.

Actually, I got 'em from a bakery. She baked 'em herself,

but still, same difference, you know?

Just tell your dad I'm taking care of you, you know?

Okay. I think we're good. You can go now.

All right. All right. I can take a hint.

But if you need me, I'm gonna be... hutt!

Five to ten yards over there.

-So Jeremy, about the flowers-- -Oh, I hope you like them.

You said once that your favorite color was yellow.

Okay, but a lot of people like yellow.

Your girlfriend probably even likes yellow, if you have one.

-Do you? -No, I don't.

-Oh, okay then. I need to say-- -Drinks!

Hey, got sparkling water.

We don't keep that flat stuff around here.

Make sure you tell your dad I'm giving you the good stuff. Okay?

[clearing throat]

All right. All right. [laughing]

I can take a hint.

[sighs] So I think we need to talk about--

Super sub! Yes! This bad boy right here,

it's got beef, salami, two kinds of cheeses, all thinly sliced.

Nothing but the best for you, Jeremy. Nothing but the--

Nothing but the best.

I'm gonna go ahead and set this right here. Yeah.

Look at that thing. You make sure you tell your dad I'm

-taking good care of you, okay? -Oh, uh-uh.

All right. All right. I can take a hint.

All right. Well, now that it's just us. I'd like to say--

Wait! I have something I need to say.

You're a great guy, but I don't like you like that.

Like, like-like you. I just like you as a friend.

Uh, okay. I mean, I like you, too. Like, regular like,

-not like, like-like. -Great, so then why the flowers?

Well...

You've just made me feel so welcome since I've moved here,

so I just wanted to pay you back from my mom's florist shop.

Oh! Your mom's florist shop.

Yeah, yeah. I can see how that can be a mixed signal.

A little bit, so we're good? Just friends?

-Absolutely. -I'm glad we're cool.

We should probably break the news to my dad.

[sobbing]

It's cool. I already heard, you know? Nature talks.

A little birdie told me.

Too late.

[laughing]

[music]

Stop! I wanna go to the dance!

And uh, you can go next year, but tonight it's all me.

And we don't wanna be late, do we, Mama Yaz?

Well, we are running late, but Charlie, what do you mean?

Well, I've thought about it. And before you dance with Dylan,

you should see this.

Charlie, your ankles aren't hurting anymore?

I'm the one with the dope moves.

I can dance circles around him. And I will. Watch.

Get that tired griddy off me, cousin.

I said, you're not going to the dance!

-I said, I am! -No, you're not!

-Yes, I am! -No, you're not!

-Yes, I-- -No, you're not!

Okay.

-Yes, I am! -No, you're not!

Boys! Sit now!

Boys! What is going on with you two?

I didn't even want to dance! I just had to do a debt.

Okay, that made no sense.

Let's try it again one at a time.

Charlie, why were you step-up dancing at your cousin?

Well, I felt a little embarrassed

and made Dylan take my place.

But then you were having so much fun together I felt left out.

I see. Dylan?

[sighs] I was just being a good cousin

and doing Charlie a favor.

-What? -Is that the entire truth?

No. I wouldn't let him go to the dance because

I wanted to get my song heard.

So both of you are manipulating and scheming.

And that led you to knocking over pottery and my LexI?

-Yes, ma'am. -Yes, ma'am.

Did either of you think about how you were affecting me?

-No, ma'am. -No, ma'am.

[sighs]

Boys, I look forward to this dance every year.

And not just because of the sparkly disco outfit,

although I do like my new outfit.

But because this is my special mother-son night

with you, Charlie. And when you couldn't go, I felt sad.

I know. I'm sorry.

And Dylan, when you said you wanted to go, I thought, great.

I get to have a special mother-son night

with my nephew who's become very much like a son to me.

But you just wanted to further your career.

I'm sorry I've ruined your big night

because I wanted to make it my big night.

I'm glad you understand.

Because here's what's gonna happen.

It's still my mother-son dance night.

And I wanna go...

-With both my boys. -Yes!

Uh, but it's sold out. Only one of us can go.

Actually, thanks to the Cooper's extra tickets--

-DJ Karanade, here I-- -Not so fast.

If you're going, I have one condition.

-I get ten dances with you. -Ten? Make it three.

-Seven. -Three and a half.

-Six. -Deal!

He doesn't speak for me. Fine. Deal.

Wow, Mama Yaz, you're pretty good at manipulation, too.

It's more of an negotiation.

Comes in handy to get what I want.

And tonight, I wanna dance with my two boys. [laughing]

[music]

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[All] Ah!

Man, we put the fun in funky chicken.

-Everyone loved our dancing. -And we were the best again.

Not that it's about that.

Are you upset you didn't get your song to DJ Karanade.

Yeah, man. I tried, but those security guards were huge.

But there'll be plenty of times for that.

Tonight was just for family.

Did I forget to mention that I knew one of the security guards?

We went to high school together.

And I passed your song along to DJ Karanade!

Really, Mama Yaz? You did that for me?

I was happy to do it. You're family, Dylan.

-We're all in this together. -Yes!

[Myles crying]

What's going on with Dad?

He got friend zone instead of end zone.

Don't worry, Dad.

They'll be plenty of other fish in the sea for me to date.

I know. I know. [sniffing]

But will they have box seats?

I'm not crying. I'm not.

I'm allergic to these carrots.

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