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[music]

Yo, you still got your baby blanket?

Funny thing is, I'm not a baby, so it's just a blanket.

You've gotta get rid of that thing.

When are you gonna start being a man, dawg?

Me?

When are you gonna get rid of this old stuffy

you got under your pillow?

Yo, man, chill!

Boys,

I made you some sandwiches.

-Ooh! -All right!

And I warmed the milk just like you like.

-Thanks, Mom. -Thanks, Auntie Yasmine.

Can I get you boys anything else?

-Mm-mm. -Mm-mm.

All right. Call me when you're done and I'll take your plates.

Mm, Momma Yaz makes the best sandwiches.

Mm-hmm.

Yo, man, look at us!

What?

What did we just talk about? Being men, dude.

Huh?

-Mommy Yaz is babying us. -By bringing us lunch?

-Yeah, with the crust cut off. -So, I don't like crust.

Yeah, and neither do babies!

[gasps]

Chuckles, we're older now. We need to start acting like it.

Make our own lunches.

And get rid of some of this kid stuff we got lying around here.

Yeah. Maybe you're right. We should man it up in here.

You don't look like a man with that milk mustache.

-Is it gone? -Yeah.

Auntie Yasmine!

[Yasmine] Yes?

You guys done already?

My big growing boys.

Momma Yaz, can we get some new stuff for the bedroom?

Yeah!

What do you mean?

I don't know. Just some manly stuff.

Yeah!

[laughing]

Oh, you're serious. Sorry. What do you have in mind?

Oh, nothing too crazy. Just some man stuff.

Dylan, what's man stuff?

I don't know, but we're men. We'll figure it out.

Yeah!

Make sure you guys finish your lunch first though.

We will.

It's so cute my little boys wanna be men. [laughing]

Question: Could we start being men after we've had

our pudding with sprinkles?

-Yeah. -Yes!

[music]

* 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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Okay. Considering the budget you gave us,

we think we did pretty good.

Are you calling me cheap?

No.

Okay. Open 'em!

Ta-da!

Wow.

It's definitely different.

Isn't it awesome?

That's one word for it.

So go on. Sit down. Try it out!

Okay.

Oh, ooh.

So how does that feel?

It's lovely.

-You gotta feel it recline. -No.

Push that button and lean back.

Okay.

Oh, um. [laughs nervously]

Uh, sometimes it gets stuck.

Get up real quick, please.

I'll fix it. I'll fix it. I'm the man with the plan.

[screaming]

Oh! Whoa!

-Yeah, I did that. -Very nice.

What's this?

Oh. This is the icing on the cake, the big piece of chicken.

The manliest of the manly. The hair on the chest.

Charlie, go ahead.

Ready, set, go!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

But you said we could man up our room.

I didn't say anything about a TV

and I definitely didn't say anything about a hot tub.

But nothing says manly like a giant TV and a giant hot tub.

Yeah, and we're old enough now.

Are you? Because a hot tub and a TV can be major distractions.

Just give us one shot

and we'll prove we're responsible enough.

-Please. -Please.

Oh, my gosh. Look at those little faces.

Fine. Okay. You can keep the hot tub and the TV

under one condition...

You can't fill the hot tub up with water.

Dang it.

Okay. I guess I'll leave you boys to it.

Men.

Men. I'll leave you men to it. Enjoy your new room.

Man cave.

Man cave. All right. Enjoy your man cave.

[music]

Uh, whatcha doin' there, Baby Shaq?

[chuckles] I'm locking in, baby. Yeah.

I got a fantasy basketball game tonight, all right?

I gotta be focused if I'm gonna win.

Check it out.

[Rebecca] Oh!

Hold on. Hold on. Wait for it.

Ah, looks like serious business.

Oh, trust me. It is serious bid'ness, okay?

I'm two games ahead of last place

and I wanna keep it that way.

Because the loser-- the loser has to wear this.

Eww! Yikes! Good luck with that.

Mm-hmm.

Now the game doesn't start for another hour,

so I still have time to figure out who I'm gonna start.

Okay.

Yeah. There's some trades I could make,

but I think I'm gonna go with who I got.

Sounds like a plan.

Hmm.

Maybe I'll move this.

Oh, I don't know about that.

What do you know about basketball?

Jump, shoot, block, swish. What else is there?

What I do know is if that's the Booker I'm thinking of,

then he's gonna have a good game tonight.

And why's that?

Because his new girlfriend posted

that she's coming to the game.

And you know he's gotta show off for his boo.

Hmm. Interesting.

You're welcome.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Hey, hey. You know, um...

You might be onto something here. Yeah. Yeah.

Any interest in helping me out with my fantasy basketball team?

Can't say that I do.

Hey, hey, hey. C'mere. One second, one second.

Look, c'mon now. It seems like you know things about players

that I don't, all right?

Okay. I'm desperate. I'm seriously, I'm desperate.

I drafted someone who isn't even on a team.

I don't know how I did that, but I did! Okay, besides,

you don't want me--

-You wanna see me in this? -Around me? No.

That's cool. That's cool.

No, seriously, it's cool. I mean, c'mere for a second.

I was just thinking like...

We don't do stuff together anymore.

Remember, we used to be best buds back then?

We did. We used to do everything together.

But I was thinking like, tonight, we could watch

the basketball game together and do some bonding.

You know, be best buds again.

Seriously, what do you say?

Oh, please!

Oh, dang it! I thought I had you.

-I saw it in your eye. -You almost did.

It was one second. But I didn't even believe you.

You should be ashamed!

- But I'm not. I had to. - It was a nice try.

I'm still out though.

Can you stop walking away for one second?

Please? Come on, look. You're a girl boss.

A girl boss.

Okay, you're already co-running your own record label.

Why don't you flex those muscles

and co-run my fantasy basketball team?

You know, it'd just be great practice for when

you own your own team one day. I mean...

You don't need the practice.

I mean, you're just a boss in training.

You're not really a real boss.

All right, fine!

But we're running this team my way.

Done.

And I'm gonna finish my snack first.

The game doesn't start for another hour so...

And I wanna new case for my phone.

That wasn't part of the deal.

But okay.

Oh, I'ma win this thing.

[music]

Geez. You guys have had this hot tub and TV for three days

and it's already a mess in here.

When are you gonna clean it up?

Clean up what?

This mess! It's not bothering you?

I haven't noticed.

We'll just tidy it up a bit.

Hey, watch it! You're gonna step on Ranger.

Excuse you!

Uh, our new best friend. Ranger, the channel changer.

See.

Boop.

-Genius, right? -Yeah.

Momma Yaz, relax. We got this.

We'll clean up in here.

It's not your responsibility anymore.

It's ours as men.

I just--

Hey, trust me. Everything is right where we want it.

Oh. Uh.

Ooh, we have karaoke on Tuesday nights.

Yeah, you should stop by.

Green pepperonis are still okay, right?

-No. And gross! -Aww.

Can I get you guys anything?

We're good.

How about a sandwich? I'll cut the crust off.

Momma Yaz, we're good. You don't need to baby us.

Let the men be men.

Okay.

Man it up in here.

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If he can hit the game winner, we win!

[TV] They better hurry up if they wanna get a shot off.

They get it to Booker! He shoots!

It's in! Phoenix wins!

[screaming]

Yes!

Whoo! We win again!

I can't believe it! You know what?

Your strategy really works better than mine.

Considering your strategy was garbage, I'd hope so.

Yeah, okay.

That was uncalled for, but since we are winning, I will allow it.

So what was I doing wrong?

It was mainly your roster.

You chose all the guys from Atlanta.

That's my favorite team.

Yeah, but if Atlanta struggles, so will all of your players.

True that. I can't be mad. You know, can't be mad.

You were right about Booker. He's been hot all week.

Okay, so is there anything else online we can use?

Uh, we got Kendricks?

Hold on.

-Uh, yep. -Bench him.

-What? -Trust me.

Brooklyn plays in Milwaukee tonight.

And every time Kendricks goes to Milwaukee,

he eats at Belt Breaker's Barbecue.

Dang. He's got barbecue sauce all over him.

Yep. He likes to load up on ribs before a game.

You do the math.

Belly full of barbeque on game night, no good.

-Bingo. -Okay. Hello, Mr. Kendricks.

Welcome to the bench. Ooh, I'm good at this.

Okay. That was fun. So what's next?

-Fun? We got work to do. -Oh, okay.

Yeah, what work do we have to do?

Just practice your free throws.

[Dylan snoring]

Oh.

Dylan...

Dylan, that pile of clothes just moved! [screams]

Dang man, what are you doing?

[screaming]

Grab Ranger!

Now what?

Poke it!

I'm not poking it. You poke it.

-You have Ranger. -Fine!

[both screaming]

I saw fur! I saw fur!

[screaming]

-I saw fur! -Mom!

Momma Yaz!

Mom, there was something in our room!

-It was huge! -Probably from space!

What?

I don't know where it came from!

-The size of a truck! -I can't go back in there!

Okay. Slow down.

Okay. We fell asleep watching our new TV.

I got up to get some juice.

And there was something in our clothes.

-So we poked it. -You poked it?

-With Ranger. -Oh, Ranger. Right.

Momma Yaz, we think there's something alive in our room.

Well, I've seen how you boys-- men have been living lately.

I wouldn't be surprised if you got yourselves a little rodent.

What are we gonna do?

I don't know. You figure it out.

You're men now, right?

[groaning]

I'm sure you'll handle it.

[music]

What's up, baby? Ready for this Atlanta game?

Atlanta game? Oh, uh-uh.

The Denver game is way more important for us.

Since when?

Since I traded Young for Murray.

What? You could've asked me first.

No time. It was a good trade.

We got Porter, too. We're watching Denver.

Fine, I guess I'll watch Atlanta on the laptop.

A-tut-tut-tut. New Orleans game.

Okay, on the radio then.

Sorry... Los Angeles.

Seriously?

Dad, we're on a winning streak and have a chance

at the playoffs. We need to stay informed.

[groans] Whatever. I'll make snacks.

Dad, tut-tut-tut-tut. You...

Need to take notes.

Bathroom breaks happen at halftime.

[music]

-You see anything? -No.

There it is! Get it!

[screaming]

I see it, it went that way!

[screaming]

Get the hamper! Get the hamper!

I got it! I got it!

[screaming]

Oh, that's good.

[chuckling]

Rebecca thinks she's gonna tell me I can't watch my game today.

Tryin' to tell a brother when he can pee.

She ain't the boss of me.

I'll tell you that much.

I wish she would try to tell me--

-Ready for the game tonight? -Absolutely, best bud.

I revamped the roster. Booker and his girlfriend broke up,

so he's gonna be a mess tonight.

Wow, that sounds interesting.

Okay, I've got the Miami game on here,

the Sacramento game on here, and the Cleveland game here.

That sounds great. Yeah. Let's do it.

Oh, come on. That's crazy. That's my favorite commercial.

Can't believe they cut it short like that. I like that one.

Allergies.

Dust in here. It's crazy.

Yeah, yeah! [cackles]

Get it, get it! Don't stop!

-Snacks? -Hmm?

Are you sneaking snacks?

Are you sneaking games?

Hmm, um. Yes! Yes, okay. As a matter of fact, I am!

I'm sneaking snacks, okay, look at this. Mm, delicious.

Mm. Mm. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Okay?

[gasps]

And I'm sneaking games. Is that what you wanna hear?

No, it's not what I wanna hear!

Well, I told you I wanted to watch my game.

And I told you we have to watch the other players,

so we can check who's gonna give us the best chance to win.

But that's--

We don't get to watch the teams we like!

Oh, yes we do 'cause that's the fun part.

No! Winning is the fun part!

Well, maybe I don't wanna win.

[gasps]

Sorry, Dad, but I'm already committed

and my momma didn't raise no quitter.

Well, my mama did, okay? So why don't you pass me

that tablet and I'll show you how it's done.

-Uh, no. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-No! -Rebecca, give me the tablet!

-No! -You better give me that tablet!

-No! -Rebecca! Give me the tablet!

-Dad! Dad! -Rebecca!

No! No! [screaming]

-No! -I'm not playing with you!

-Dad! -You better give me the tab--

Are you okay?

Peachy.

I'm peachy.

[laughing]

This is funny? This is funny to you? I'm funny, huh?

You got me runnin' around.

-Like that? -Stop, stop, stop!

Fine, fine, fine. You can have your team back.

[sighs] Really?

Yeah. This was all worth it.

I'll just put that here.

Oh. [gagging]

So what's up?

You wanna watch this Atlanta game with me or what?

Yeah. Wait, what about the ugly sweater?

Baby, listen. What are you gonna do?

You're seriously not worried?

No 'cause there's more important things than ugly sweaters.

I mean, sometimes a man just gotta do what a man gotta do.

Right now...

-Us watching the game. -Uh-uh. Back up.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh!

Spending quality time.

With my baby.

I've had about enough of being a man.

Who you tellin'?

Wow.

It looks great in here, guys.

Where's the TV? Where's the hot tub?

Where's Ranger?

Ranger served us well.

We decided a TV and a hot tub was just too much for us.

Yeah, it made us forget about everything else in life.

Like, going outside, cleaning our room.

Cleaning ourselves.

Yeah. Anyway, we decided there were other things more important

than having a TV.

Well, that's very manly of you.

-It is? -Oh, yeah.

You guys loved that TV, but you recognized

it wasn't healthy for you, so you decided to let it go.

If you ask me, that's very manly.

And I'm very proud of you for taking care of that little

furry problem of yours.

Oh yeah, we handled that all right.

-Man, I am beat. -Aw.

-Me, too. -I bet.

[groaning]

Can I get you guys anything?

Um, maybe a sandwich?

With the crust cut off.

My little men. [giggles]

Boys.

My little boys.

[music]

You did well, Squeakers. You did well.

-Hey, babe. -Hey.

-What you doing? -Laundry.

[screams]

No! What the-- Whoo!

[laughing]

-You bust out Squeakers. -I sure did.

Impressive.

Oh.

You picked the wrong house, mouse!

C'mere! C'mere! Be still!

[music]

[whistling]

Oh, no, no, no, no.

[whistling]

Myles, you moved our bed for this?

[whistling]

I'll be right back.

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