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Been almost 30 years since
my mother threw me out.

I just thought maybe that you might want

to meet your grandkids.

I got grandkids?

Is this...

- Hello.
- Hi.

Wade Copeland's will
be filing for bankruptcy

and laying off all of our employees.

What the hell?

Maybe I should start working for myself,

start my own fashion line.

See me out here trying to get
my food truck up and running.

This is my last shot at my dream.

Okay, we'll give you the money.

Once this food truck
starts making some money,

then I can start my new business.

- Shit.
- Time's up here.

You got two weeks to find
you a new place to live.

Before you say anything,
just hear me out.

_

Where am I?

In your dream.

You've entered the
labyrinth of your mind.

I am the triple O.G.

I am you, and you are me.

Forgive me for disturbing your solitude.

It's been a long time, Tray.

Haven't seen you since you got out.

I figured you didn't need me anymore.

So did I, but now I
have so many questions.

- I need your wisdom.
- What is your quandary?

I told myself when I got out the joint,

I was going to be a
force of positive change.

I want to give back to my community,

but it seems like every
time I take a step forward,

I take three steps backwards.

A man is destined to repeat his mistakes

if he doesn't learn from the past.

My business failed.

I got released from the
halfway house and, worst of all,

I've been living with my
moms for the past six months.

I don't know who to trust.

The devil's best disguise
is as your friend.

But where do I begin?
I don't have a job.

I don't have my own place.

You bitch ass nigga. Stop whining, Tray.

You Brooklyn-born, man.

You're do-or-die Bed-Stuy.

Everything you seek is
within you, man, and just like

Bruce Lee said before he
ripped the baby's hairs off

of Chuck Norris' chest,
"The task ahead of you

is not stronger than
the strength within you".

I must leave now.

I got to watch the Knicks game.

They up 57 points.

For real?

I told you, this is a dream.

- Wake up, baby.
- Morning, sweetness.

Uh-oh, oh, my back a little stiff.

Uh-oh, hey, I got stiff twice.

I'm too much. Am I too much?

No!

Mom!

I'm too much for myself.

Hey, Tray.

You slept good? I sure did.

Yeah, that makes one of us.

Well, let me make you a plate.

You in a good mood?

I am floating on air.

Yeah, your wig is floating
to the side of your head.

Oh, stop.

- Uh-oh.
- Mmm, something smells good.

Used to call me Crazy Carl,
but now they call me Batman.

Stop, oh, now you worked up a appetite.

Uh-oh, didn't tell me we had company.

- This must be Tray.
- Yeah.

Your mom tells me all
about you all the time.

You can call me Mr. Weathers.

Yeah, but she ain't told
me nothing about you.

Ma, where did you find this clown?

Carl is a nice man.

We met at church.

- Church's Chicken.
- Stop.

I was craving some hot wings
until I saw those thighs.

Get me a whole bucket of thigh.

Yeah, well, money, you need to
come up out my slippers, man.

I don't know where your feet been.

You're right. You know what?

I saw them by the door,
and I put them on.

Now, Tray, you don't
have to act like that.

Carl is a guest in my house. Okay?

If you don't want him
trying on the slippers,

then just don't put them...
Why you acting all jealous?

I'm happy.

Babe, don't be upset. Okay?

Let me handle this.
Let me talk to the man.

Okay.

Okay, Tray, I get it, man.

Look, you been here for six months.

We all go on hard
times, but at some point,

Tray, you got to get off that titty.

No, he was a formula baby.

I don't know how he got so attached.

No, no, Ma, you ain't
got to tell my business.

Let me ask you a question, man.

What kind of bootleg father are you,

trying to give me advice?

Huh, no, let me figure it out.

Your unemployment ran out?

You got kicked out your spot?

- You got evicted?
- Ouch.

Did you slip-and-fall settlement,

it wasn't as big as you
thought it was going to be?

Roberta, did you tell
this boy all my business?

No, no, she ain't tell
me nothing. I got you.

You're as easy to read
as a "Jet" magazine.

Oh, you got it all wrong, Tray.

Carl just finished his
two-year degree at ITT Tech.

I was sitting on the couch
doing nothing with my life,

and then I made the call.

I made the call.

He could be a X-ray technician
or a dental assistant.

Or you could be bumming
off a 60-year-old woman.

Tray.

Don't ruin this for me.

Hey. Yo, what up, Bobby?

Yeah. No, man,

I still got some other things
I got to fix here, man.

I'll holler at you later. One.

You still messing with Bobby?

Ma, he's family.

Yeah, you said the
same thing about Wavy.

You don't know the knife is
sharp until it cuts you, huh?

You know what? On that note, I'm out.

I'm out. I can't do this.

Yeah, Tray, your mom is right.

You play silly games,
you win silly prizes.

Hey!

The prize, it's a whistle.

That's gonna be fun tonight.

I'm too much?

She's standing there
with her wig to the side.

Then he comes in wearing a nightgown

with these drawers on.

I mean, these drawers were so tight,

looked like he had the hammer of Thor

between his legs, not that I looked.

Two seconds and that's it.

All I know is he better
not get my mother pregnant

because she is too old.

I do not want my brother
looking like the [BLEEP]

- Elephant Man.
- Okay.

Well, he's younger than
her, but she looks happy.

I heard women reach their
sexual peak in their 60s.

I don't mind her getting hers.

I just don't want to
listen to it every night.

Sounds like you got to
get your own place, then.

I want to. I just don't know how to.

I ain't got no money.
I ain't got no job.

When you locked up, people don't
tell you how much freedom costs.

Well, you know, the check
came in from the insurance

company on the truck, and
there's a little left over.

So we could help you
out with first and last.

If you need a good broker, I know a few.

Yo, Josh, I appreciate you going
above and beyond for me, dude.

It's nothing. We're family.

Yeah, like in a "Diff'rent Strokes"

kind of way, right?

What you talking about, Tray?

This is the hottest
building in Brooklyn.

Man, I remember this place,
used to be an insane asylum.

The church bought it back in the '80s.

We used to spend summers here

playing basketball in the basement,

making zip guns, doing arts and crafts.

The karate school, the
teacher was an ex-Marine.

I remember him roundhouse
kicking a 5-year-old girl

in the chest because she
ain't know how to do push-ups.

Let's go.

Isn't this lobby beautiful?

As you can see, it's
been fully restored.

They had to.

Crackheads stole everything, the floors,

the doors, the walls, the windows.

They even stole the elevator.

Only a crackhead can steal up.

Mmm.

So I can tell you that this apartment

is competitively priced
at $3,500 a month.

Competitive with who, the White House?

The Playboy mansion? Neverland Ranch?

This is way out of my price range.

This one is a little
more in your price range.

Yeah, now this is
what I'm talking about.

This one is a little cozy.

Does it have a view?

Give him some time.

Am I gonna be seeing this all the time?

Because I got plants I
want to put in the window.

So every time I water the plants,

I got to see this dude's ass crack?

Oh, my god.

Now you can't tell
me this isn't perfect.

Oh, you mean to tell me this
little one comes with the place?

I'm sure we can work something out.

I never stroked a pussy this big before.

Aren't you lucky?

No, I'd say this place
ticks all the boxes,

and it's in your price range.

So what do you say?

Thank God they finally
got rid of the body.

They didn't find her for three weeks.

I heard the cat ate her.

I've got a great feeling
about this next one.

One B.R., half-bath.

Let me guess, one big
rat and a big ass sink.

I'm not going to lie
to you, Tray, not no.

So do you want it?

I can't believe it's so
hard to find a place, man.

- Yeah.
- This is harder than finding a Puerto Rican

in a Woody Allen movie.

Back in the days, when
you wanted to find a spot,

all you needed was $500 and
your baby cousin's social.

Well, don't get discouraged.
It's our first day at it.

I'll look at some more listings.

I'm sure that there's something

a little bit more reasonable out there.

Holy... Oh, my god.

That's in... Okay, you know what?

Maybe we look at something
outside of the city, uh,

Queens, the Bronx.

I heard Newark is really nice, actually.

From who?

Newark is New York's asshole,

smells like a dead body
dipped in garbage truck juice.

You know, Corey Booker
had to run for president

just to get the [BLEEP] out of Newark.

Man, when I was in
prison, it was just easier.

Free room and board,
three hots and a cot.

Look, you've paid the
price, Tray, 15 years.

You paid.

Let's do it again tomorrow, okay?

I'll see you in the morning, Josh.

And if you look to your right,

you will see a happy Brooklyn native.

Now, generations of his family

probably grew up right
here on this very block.

Have a wonderful day.

_

That you, Tray?

Want to get a game of 2K in?

Yo, you got my Platinum FUBU on?

Hmm. For Us, By Us.

You mom said I could wear anything

that looked better on me.

Hey, while I got you here,
let me ask you something.

I want to talk to you about
your plans for the future.

I mean, now that your mom
and I are living together,

and I'm the man of the house,

I want to lay down some ground rules,

but you got to get a job,

and you got to be able
to pull your own weight.

Your mom's retirement check
can't cover all three of us.

- You feel me?
- Mmm, I feel you.

Listen, I did 15 years in prison, right,

and I done met the best
con men in the world,

way better than Bernie
Madoff, all of that,

but if you think you gonna
come up in here and push me out

just so that you could
take advantage of my mother,

- you got another thing coming.
- Aah!

You going to lose your privilege, boy.

What the hell is going on here?

He's no good, Ma, trying to push me out

so he can take advantage of you.

Just stop it! Stop it!

You don't need to protect
me. I can protect myself.

If I want to bring a
man up in this house,

I can bring a man up in this house.

You got to stop disrespecting Carl.

If you won't do that, you got to...

you got to get out of
my house by tomorrow.

Mom, this is the second
time you kicked me out.

I...

Whew, that boy is strong!

I mean, you can stay on the couch

until Shay and the
kids get back in town.

Hopefully I have a place by then.

Oh, this one popped up an hour ago.

It's a little further
out than you want to be,

but price is right.

Yeah. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Hey, Bobby, what's up?

Sorry for yesterday, man, I
got caught up in a few errands.

Yeah. No, no! I can
meet you there today.

I can be there right now.

All right, G. One.

Bobby want me to come up to the shop.

Come on, Tray.

I mean, this spot on Rockaway Ave,

it might not be available tomorrow.

I can't keep blowing him off.

Man, I canceled my
writer's workshop for this.

I know, but this sounds important.

Dude, it...

Listen, I told him I would be there.

It's always one step forward
and two steps back, Tray.

We'll catch up later.

- All right.
- All right.

The devil's best disguise
is as your friend.

Remove yourself from all negativity.

Seek your independence.

I try and I try and I try

to be a positive force in my community.

There's nothing I can do.

That's not entirely true.

What if you didn't sell
drugs to your community?

- Crack is back.
- Oh, yeah.

The special tape around the grip,

the serial numbers are filed off,

and the trigger repels fingerprints.

This is a body snatcher, son.

My nigga.

- I got this, cuzzo.
- Yo, but wait a minute...

- Don't worry about it.
- This is just FUBAR.

- I got this.
- Where you going?

Bobby, come on, man, stop acting crazy.

Bobby! [BLEEP].

Shit!

A man is destined to repeat his mistakes

if he doesn't learn from the past.

You're my contractor, get it done.

What? You're going to sue me?

Oh, yeah? Well, I'll
sue you for suing me.

- Kitchen, bathroom, bedroom.
- Mind if I check around?

Yeah, sure, go right ahead.

Look, I haven't seen you in two weeks,

and when I do, you... you overcharge me,

and your workers don't
even speak English.

I mean, Google translator
had to ask Yahoo!

just to know what the
hell they were saying.

- How much?
- 10 grand?

- What?
- Not you.

Look, the lobby doors
are locking tenants

inside the building.

It... it's a goddamn
escape room in here.

$2,500 a month,

and I'll need first and last up front.

Look, Mr. Kelly, I'm not a perfect guy.

The last year I've been
headed in the right direction.

If you gave me this apartment
at a much lower price,

it would help keep
me on the right track.

Is there anything you can do for me?

Eat me.

So you want it or not?

Screw me? Screw you. You're fired.

I just hope I get to
be there when karma ass

[BLEEP] you with a cactus.

Hey, hey, watch it! Watch it!

- You good?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Goddamn contractor was
supposed to fix that.

Whoever did this used 2s instead of 4s.

- Yeah?
- If you get me a butter knife,

I can fix it for you.

You got experience with carpentry?

Yes, carpentry,
electrical, and plumbing.

Where'd you learn all that?

ITT Tech.

I was sitting on the couch,
and I wasn't doing much.

So I decided to make the call.

Well, I'm sure the tenants
would love to have

an on-site superintendent, and
I'd like to not commute here

every time one of these
millennials needs to change

a compact fluorescent light bulb.

Thank you, Mr. Kelly, thank you.

$1,500 for a one-bedroom
in Park Slope Half.

It was always meant to be.

Thank you, good looking out,

and I heard what you said,
man, and from here on out,

there's going to be steps forward,

and my next step is to get me a job,

a J-O-B.

Hmm, well, if I were you,
I'd go with what I know.

Well, I know cooking,
and I know Brooklyn.

Now, if you look over
here to your right,

you'll see the famous
Velvet Milk Coffee Shop.

This coffee shop has
been a staple in Brooklyn

for over 30 months.

That's over four decades in
hipster coffee shop years.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
you want some real history?

This place was a brothel
called the Velvet Room.

It was run by a one-eyed
hooker named Blackbeard

because she had a long
hair hanging from her chin.

Okay, the place was so cheap,

you had to bring your own sheets,

and the hookers had punch cards.

Pardon me, sir, these
people paid good money

for an authentic tour of Brooklyn.

So if you'll excuse us,
we'll be on our way.

Authentic? Y'all want authentic?

Y'all call this Brooklyn.
We call it Crooklyn.

Before the hipster coffee
shops and the farmers' markets,

these streets was run
by mobsters, gangsters,

players, and hood legends.

- What's a hood legend?
- A hood legend?

That's a male or a female who
made history on these streets.

Oh, like Drake.

No, not like Drake,
more like John Booknight,

the greatest knockout
artist in Brooklyn.

As a matter of fact, y'all
standing on the streets

where this legend was born.

John Booknight was 6-foot-4, 260 pounds

with a bald head and fists
that looked like cinder blocks.

If you owed John money
or showed disrespect,

he only had to say one word.

Yo!

Then it was lights out.

I ain't got your money, John.

I once seen him punch
a man clean out of his shoes.

What happened here?

Only the greatest knockout
in Brooklyn history.

The time was November the 5th, 1996.

John had some beef with
some dudes up on Bushwick Ave,

and when they heard...

Yo!

... they knew who it was.

They stepped to him anyway.

Yo!

John was outnumbered, but one by one,

he bodied them all.

It didn't matter if you was
man, woman, child, or beast.

If you heard "Yo!"

from a bald-headed
brother from Brooklyn,

you'd better pray to God
it wasn't John Booknight.

Mommy, I got a new spot,

and, better yet, I got a new hustle.

What is it?

I'm just so glad to see you, son.

In other news, a large shipment
of firearms was seized today

in the back of a truck in Brooklyn.

The truck was driven by Robert Barker.

Police say Barker was
driving 15 miles per hour

over the speed limit
when he was pulled over.

In Manhattan today, there was a march

protesting the latest contract
by sanitation workers.

They're seeking higher medical...

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