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Boys, if you don't get your feet off my table...

- My fault, Ma. - Uh-huh.

Don't "Ma" me. Now, what you want?

You look nice, Mrs. Washington.

Shut up. That don't work on Mrs. Washington.

Mm-hmm. Thank you, Robert.

Lindor... what you doin' with your hair, baby?

You joining the military?

Hi, Mrs. Washington.

Mm-hmm.

You know, I'm just, uh, finishing my chores.

You know, it's my week to vacuum, so.

I know it's your week to vacuum,

but the fact that you know that is alarming.

You know I'm a responsible young man.

He sure is, Mrs. W.

I say that about my guy Philip all the time.

Such a responsible young fellow.

Uh, I don't have any money for you.

Dad!

And I don't have any food for you two.

What are y'all refrigerator magnets doing here?

Mm-hmm, these usual suspects are up to something,

- aren't they, baby? - Mm-hmm.

They think we ain't never been teenagers before.

Uh-huh.

Okay, Mr. and Mrs. W, here's the deal--

Bro!

Mm-mm, no, mm-mm.

What!?

Who are you saying "what" to?

- Sorry. - My fault.

- Sorry. - Sorry.

Man, I thought your parents were gonna be the easy yes.

Bro, chill.

Mom, Dad, look.

So there's this party tonight. And--

Oh, I thought you said you didn't want nothin'.

I actually never said that.

Alright, we're listening.

Okay, so the party tonight is at--

Okay, so when were you gonna ask about the party that's tonight?

I know, Mom, but look. I, I finished my chores.

And it's Saturday night. D-Dad?

Whatever your mother says.

Look, this is the biggest house party of the year.

And plus, DJ Capri is gonna be there.

Who the hell is DJ Capri?

Listen, okay, you went out to the movies last weekend.

You're not gonna be runnin' the streets every weekend, Philip.

What? No, that was East Side Tale

for extra credit for my literature class.

Extra--man, that's hat.

What? You mean cap?

We'll think about it and get back to you.

- Okay, thanks, Mom, love you. - Love you too.

You're beautiful, Mrs. Washington.

Mm-hmm.

So you thought it was a good idea to ask your mother

about a party on the night of said party?

Uh, well, Mr. Washington, we actually just got invited,

like, five minutes ago.

I mean, I finished my chores. I'm getting good grades.

It's like she don't want me to be great.

Getting good grades and chores is regular stuff.

You don't deserve nothing for that.

Facts, facts.

Bro, who, whose side are you on?

Ain't you got something y'all can do?

Get out of here.

Oh no, the party don't start 'til late.

I'm just gonna... chill out here.

Look, I'll, I'll take 'em home. Just--is that cool?

Yeah, take them home.

I'll talk to your mom and, uh, see if I can butter her up.

- Thank you. - Thanks, Mr. W.

- Yeah. - Thanks, Mr. Washington.

Yeah, uh-huh.

"The party don't start 'til 8:00!"

♪ No matter what you do, I love you ♪

♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪

♪ Always remember, blood ain't never water ♪

♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪

You gonna scratch tickets all day.

What the hell?

Hey! Hey!

That's all you've been doing all day.

What the hell!?

Mr. Reginald!

Okay, see, Vinny may not be here,

but he did leave us his cussing and gambling spirit.

So where did Mr. Vinny run off to?

He said he was going to, like, a players' ball.

Missed out on our poker competitions,

so he left these stupid scratch-off tickets.

The odds of me winning these things

are worse than the slot machines in Vegas.

Hold it, hold it, wait! Wait! Hold up! Bingo!

- You won? - Yes, sir!

- Bingo? - Bingo?

Wait, wait, what do I do now?

You, you scratch, you win, you go get the money

from where you bought it from.

- Right. - Like that, okay.

And he a judge? He a slow judge.

Something smells good, Cora.

Oh, Mr. Efe, I wanted to whip you all up something.

Have a seat and we'll fix you a plate.

Ah, that is your love language, Cora.

Yes, it is.

What's wrong with you?

Uh, Efe, why are you limping? Are you okay?

I'm alright.

I just had a slight fall yesterday.

You talk--in here? Don't be fallin' in here.

We don't have that kind of insurance.

We don't have no fall insurance.

Mr. Brown, I don't want your money.

You know, I fell one time in the apartment complex.

They gave me a settlement.

Said, here, take the money. I said, yes, I will.

Look, okay?

We are gonna have a mandatory facility-wide meeting.

Well, I'm glad I don't live here,

so just count me absent. I'm not--I won't be here.

Uh, yes, we will,

'cause we got to get Mr. Reginald

off those scratch-offs

and find out how Mr. Efe hurt his leg.

Look, okay? We'll all be there, right?

It'll be casual,

like a talkback, you know, something simple.

We're gonna talk about physical health, mental health.

Okay, I will be there.

Yeah, after we take you to the Urgent Care,

check on that leg.

Why didn't you tell me about your fall?

Look, can you hurry up and eat?

Come on. Come on.

It's time to go.

- Put the fork down. - But I'm still hungry.

I'm sorry. We can wrap it up.

We can wrap this up, right, Cora?

Okay, alright, well, you just let me know

- if you need anything here. - Well, two things.

I ain't gonna be there 'cause one, you gotta be casual.

I ain't never casual.

And two, the Lord is my counselor.

I don't need no counseling.

You still managed to put on some blue suede shoes.

Yeah, I love to always look good when I--

It doesn't matter what's happening.

- Cora, this needs something. - What?

This needs some salt or something.

Mr. Brown, remember your pressure.

You can't have no salt.

That's what happen when you get old!

- What? - You can't have no sugar

'cause the sugar diabetes,

and you can't have salt 'cause the salt diabetes.

- Mr. Brown-- - For the rest of my life,

I'm just gonna drink diet water, Cora.

Low-carb water is what I want.

That's good.

That'll keep your-- keep your pressure down.

Damn baby, you know my birthday ain't 'til next month.

Boy...

Come here with all this cake.

- Mm-mm-mm! - Ha, ha, ha.

- Ow! - Mm-hmm.

- You look good. - Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

I see where my son gets it from.

What you talkin' 'bout?

A brother can't just compliment his lady?

Mm-hmm.

Well, can a brother tell his lady

what he thinks about his son going out every weekend?

I don't consider going to see East Side Tale going out.

Well, I know there better not have been any tail involved

if he went with that little girlfriend of his.

Baby...

Yeah, look.

Maybe we can go through his text messages,

we can see what really happened that night.

Seems like you two are up to your old ways.

- Hi! - No.

Maybe...

Leah, no!

Oh, Cora!

I mean, how else am I supposed to find out

what my teenage son won't tell me?

They wanna know you trust them.

Philip has grown so much.

Yeah.

My insurance deductible has also grown so much.

So when the last time you made a mistake,

paid for it, and had to wait for forgiveness?

Never.

Oh okay, so, I see.

Y'all perfect, I get it.

Look, I know I'm not.

But I'm trying really hard to earn your trust back.

Oh, oh! Right on time.

A'ight, Son, you have been stepping up a little bit.

Yeah, just not enough for you guys to fully trust me again.

Actually, baby, we can't say that.

You can do everything right

and something crazy can still happen.

Yup, but that's not your fault

and we're not gonna hold it against you.

So I guess you can go to the party.

- Wait, really!? - Mm-hmm.

I gotta call Lindor and, and Robert?

Man, we outchea!

You better make sure you're home by curfew, Philip.

- Yeah, of course! - Yeah.

Gotta get a fit together and--

- Ayeeeee! - Oooooh!

I'm about to swerve on 'em!

That my boy right there.

What?

He just remind me of a young Jerm.

Yeah, I knew the young Jerm, uh-huh?

See, I went to school and played with him.

You know what? I'm going to find your keys.

I don't know if you're going. I'm not gonna...

Do your thing, boy. Have a good time, a'ight?

- Appreciate it, Dad. - Hey... no cap.

Yeah, you got it!

Really nice. This is a great idea!

Oh, thank you, perfect.

Hey, Ms. Anastasia!

Are you ready for our first monthly Pleasant Days Talkback?

I prefer for someone to talk to my body, not my mind.

Okay, well, we have some VIP swag bags for you.

Well, in that case, I guess I will sit for a spell.

But do know I'm perfectly fine.

Good!

And we wanna keep it that way.

Oh! Mr. Efe, are you okay? What did the doctor say?

Ah, she said my blood pressure was high,

which may have led to the dizziness.

That I should let somebody know immediately the next time.

Efe, this talkback meeting/health fair

is right on time for you.

This talkback meeting/health fair is good for everyone,

Ms. Anastasia.

Let me go find Mr. Brown.

I'm right here, Cora!

What?

I told you and Miss Fix It I didn't want to be doing

no "sincies" and stuff.

- Do you mean séance? - Whatever it is.

We're not talking to the dead, Mr. Brown, huh?

Giving advice and, and passing on wisdom

is common in many African societies.

Yeah, let's get started.

You all have already started with some great dialogue,

so let's dig in.

Okay, so you guys just check out those bags

that Leah and I put together for you,

have some nice things in there.

You got all this stuff at the health training last week?

Sho did.

Okay, FYI everybody, we will be installing

some new railings around here in the facility

so we can make sure, especially since Mr. Efe had his fall,

that everyone is safe as possible, okay?

You know what? Let's stand, alright?

Everybody stand.

We're gonna start with some "I ams."

"I ams" are a great way to affirm positive energy, okay?

Okay, I'll start it.

Okay.

I am old enough to remember praying school.

I don't need counseling.

Thank you! Thank you, everybody.

Good night.

Mental health is important to manage, okay?

So you believe, so you are.

Ms. Anastasia, why don't you start us out?

I am an old actress, a has been.

I'm in significant pains.

Oh, I am... so sorry.

It seems as though Vinny was right.

The proceeds from this mindless game of chance are significant.

I've gotta go!

Oh, Mr. Reginald!

- You won again? - Yes, sir!

Okay, everybody, let's be serious now.

These are real issues that seniors deal with.

Mr. Efe, do you need to elevate your leg?

- No, no, no. - Is it broken?

No, no, it's just sprained, thankfully.

You know, I was just thinking,

I had an oops upside your head moment.

Efe, you didn't tell me you hit your head.

Now, they could've done a CT scan.

No, no, I didn't hit my head, Leah.

I just, uh...

I should have know better

and reached out to my community and I did not.

I realize even now more than ever that...

that we are not on solo missions in this life, hm?

And thank you, Leah and Cora for giving us the support we need.

- You are most welcome, Efe. - You're welcome.

Mm, mm, you know what?

And speaking of solo missions,

you are totally right.

Studies show that seniors that participate in group activities,

or, you know, games like, like even bingo,

they heal faster and have shorter hospital stays.

Um, yeah, you ain't lyin'

'cause that's why I'm so healthy,

'cause I participate every week

about two or three times in bingo.

None of this helps me!

Oh, come on, now.

I've been a fan of yours for years!

Look, you are still just as gorgeous

as you were in the 40's.

Oh, that's nice, Jeremy. That's so nice.

Thank you, Jeremy. You're right.

Is there a mirror in this swag bag?

All right, thank you.

- Cora? - Yes.

Can you give us a positive affirmation, please?

Oh, sure, sure I can.

I am a child of God.

Yes, yes.

Jeremy, baby.

Give me a positive affirmation.

I am in great health mentally, physically, and spiritually.

- Ooh, yes! - That is nice.

Let's repeat after Jeremy.

I am in great health

mentally, physically, and spiritually.

I am hungry!

Does anybody have something to eat?

Mr. Brown!

You had your "I am" already, Mr. Brown.

Look, Dad, let me explain.

Help a brother out. Your wife look a little upset.

Keep talkin', they gonna find you across the street

in that cemetery.

Your curfew was at midnight.

Yeah, I know, I just--

Dad, you, uh, you good?

Ah, I am...

cool, calm...

and collected.

Yes, Leah. Yes, you are.

Hm...

Get your east side tail to your room.

I can explain.

Do not make me repeat myself, Son.

You know what? Come here.

Mm-hmm, come here.

Get out. Good night.

Good night?

What he smell like?

Honey mustard.

Damn nuggets.

Babe, I'm done with yoga. I'm about to stick to boxing.

Boy, we're not getting any younger.

I'm trying to stay agile, and I need you to stretch that back.

What? There's nothin' wrong with my back!

You know I got that FRB.

What, what is FRB?

That's that Freak Right Back.

Twenty years ago, maybe.

Good morning, Mr. Washington.

Hey, Mr. W.

Hey, man, this ain't a good time for a visit.

Actually, we came to speak with you.

And Mrs. W.

Uh, Mrs. Washington?

We owe you and Mr. Washington an apology

for Philip coming home late last night.

Uh-uh. Philip knows curfew.

He gotta be responsible for his own actions.

Mm-hmm.

And thank you for checking on him, but...

Actually, my mom sent me over.

Uh, you see, Philip was the responsible one last night.

How so?

Uh...

- I got drunk, right? And-- - What!?

We, we got drunk.

What!?

Philip didn't!

Oh.

He wanted to be home before curfew,

but refused to leave us behind.

Yeah, he just--he wanted to make sure we were home safe.

I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. W.

I just wanted to be cool.

Hmph.

I appreciate your honesty, boys, but I am very--

we are very, very, very disappointed in you.

Anything could've happened to you last night.

Yeah. And you, Lindor? Come on, man.

You supposed to set an example for the younger guys.

What's wrong with you? We have you around our family.

We let you date our daughter.

And now this? Come on, man.

Everybody was drinking, Mr. W, except Philip.

He was drinking water and...

honey mustard with some chicken nuggets

because he was driving.

Why I feel like I'm watching a western duel

and somebody about to draw on somebody?

Right!

Ooh, look, these nice, strong-looking young men.

If y'all not busy, do y'all mind going and helping Mr. Brown

get the rest of those journals and books out the car

that the church donated to the residence?

Oh, yeah, yeah, they got plenty of time, don't you?

Oh, no, I was actually just about to--

Just about to go help Mr. Brown.

That was a great idea, Cora.

Oh, thank you.

Come on, Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

Y'all can use your muscles since you're not using your brains.

Come on!

What's wrong with your hair?

Whoo! Hi, y'all okay?

I hope we didn't interrupt anything.

Oh, the joys of parenting teenagers, Cora.

Oh, well, how did the party go that Philip went to?

That's the hot topic right now.

Ah, you know, he's a sweet young man.

I mean, he's just growing up so fast.

Have y'all talked to him yet?

I'm actually proud of him.

You're proud of him?

He still was late.

But we gonna hear him out.

Okay, well, that's good.

Well, if y'all need me to, I can keep, uh,

Tweedledee and Tweedledum busy for you right quick.

I got something they can do.

My car need to be washed.

Yeah, mine too.

Okay, I'll tell 'em!

And mow that lawn too.

Listen, I'm about to get to the bottom

of who in this neighborhood is throwing

unsupervised teen parties, Jeremy?

Not on my watch.

No ma'am, no sir.

Mm-mm.

Hey, Dad. Hey, Ma.

- Hey, baby. - Morning, Son.

How did you sleep?

Lightly.

Oh, man!

Better luck next time.

That's not funny.

Hey, look, I really wanted to talk to you guys.

Mm-hmm, well, wanted to talk to you too, sweetheart.

We apologize for not hearing you out last night.

I shouldn't have put my friends over respecting you guys.

Yeah, well, your bigheaded friends stopped by this morning.

They told us that you were the designated driver.

Yeah, I promise I wasn't drinking.

We know.

I didn't even know there's gonna be alcohol there.

We know.

Look, underage drinking is a recipe for disaster, baby.

Right.

Why didn't you just call us, man?

You be stupid sometimes.

Okay, look, you want us to trust you, right?

So you gotta trust us.

It's alcohol at the party, baby, drugs, anything, call us.

We'll come get you.

Deal?

Deal.

- Okay. - Good.

Whew!

Bring it in, guys. Bring it in.

Bring it in.

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

Hey, next time, man, bring me some nuggets home.

Yeah, with some honey mustard.

Hey, how did it go?

We glad we got his version of the story.

What's your favorite quote, baby?

Mm, "Effective communication starts with listening,

not speaking."

- That's, that's good. - Thank you!

It's true. Thank you.

Cora, they got the rims of your car shining like new money.

- Really? - Yeah.

Hey, them boys told me the whole story.

They say Philip didn't drink nothin'.

- He just had water. - Good.

Well, you know what? That peer pressure

is real in these streets.

But you know what? Even for adults!

I'm so glad Philip took the high road.

Yeah, once I got over the disappointment,

I was able to see the good he did for his friends,

but he will be saying some "I ams" at the next talkback.

I am a second away from a trouncing,

is what my parents would've said.

Cora, Madea would've drop kicked you on your back.

You sure right, Mr. Brown.

Yeah, well, we talked to him and he's learned his lesson.

In my courtroom, that would've been followed by

some very harsh sentencing.

Now, if y'all excuse me,

I am on a winning streak.

Alright. Alright, Mr. Reginald!

He won again?

"Working on set for long days wasn't always fun.

"But I made the most of it.

"I learned that if you can find a way

"to turn negatives into positives,

you'll see brighter days."

Well, I see somebody was paying attention.

Great!

Well, I am about to go to Blessed Bingo.

I see your little counselin' be workin' on people.

I was listenin' to your little counselin' stuff.

- I been listenin'. - Good job, Mr. Brown.

Somebody!

Ooh!

I don't care!

Oh baby, please go help Efe.

Oh my goodness.

- Did he fall again? - I hope not.

Okay, I've got another "I am."

I am about to leave! I'm about to go.

I am Sam I am.

Let's go, Cora.

Bye, Mr. Brown.

I'll see you later!

Bye, Cora. Thank you!

Thanks for straightening up in here!

Anytime!

How did she do that so fast?

Let me find out she liftin' weights at the church.